Well I decided to make a new ME page.
And I may make it a habit.
Being Onthedge is a hard task to maintain sometimes, whichever view you see from.
Many extremes of good and bad would always surround The Edge, this place of where we stand. Unpredictability was generally a normality but this was something else/
We, had made it through the refinement, We made it through the fire, we made it and were strong. We preservered together, and gained a pass to live on - our lives and love.
Nothing short of a miracle, somehow -Our faith moved that mountain, and we, were granted freedom for reward.
It was our Exodus indeed. It IS A gift from The King. To maintain, it IS a struggle everyday. This worn path of truth to know the Promise and not believe the bombarded lies that had left us haggard and weary. We allowed ourselves to stand still and rest without ever thinking much more past our survival senses.
Our breath became tethered and our strong footing had slipped.. Exhausted by the volumes and degrees of multiple twisted turns -rest for a moment temptation, at this small and once familiar Edge, & before the moments end, This Edge became a hiding place for me. Given a name, it was created by its own becoming, from a dark existence where many doubts birthed & casted lots to ever see my soul again. So, The Edge is where I stayed for many nights, dying bit by bit from the ever mounting pain.
Finally, One day so unexpectedly, this cup we knew as ours to bare, was granted a paid and completed fill, with no more debt or tariffs due. We had indeed survived this atrocious test of faith. Innersessions Before Us and our age progressed, battle-scarred, barbarically tested strength - refined by fire , --FAITH had at long last pulled us through! God as my witness!
Freedom. The time had come to accept the reward of our heinous endeavor for our faith and belief in The Truth, but we, so weary had known not How this was done. The struggle day in and day out, the focus hammered in our souls, forgot to remind us of the realistic day when it was finished. Does it mean we can surly rest for a moment in truth? Can we truly rest for more than a moment and live in its peace? Such clarity for this long awaited tribulation and unprepared for the miracle of this travail's end. Would that trial capture us HERE, after the feat? Would they devour us NOW?
The Edge is where a new life IS born. We Survived. We survive. We survive still~Onthedge
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