I wish I could dive into a pool of transparency.
Not a transparent pool, rather, a pool that makes ME transparent.
When I stand on the edge and look over the water,
I am scared, but I know the refreshment that awaits.
Is it the jump that I fear—
Or that moment of shock when my flesh hits the surface?
Is it the cool water that I long for—
Or the thrill in my heart when I launch myself, liberated, into the air?
Will either bring refreshment?
Will either bring pain?
Will I ever find out?
This is not in reference to anything in particular...just something I think about a lot, and the topic was brought up in Bible Study tonight. Another good reminder to walk in the light.