ATLAS// in the midst of the chaos.

ATLAS// in the midst of the chaos.

But everyday it’s something new. It’s chaotic & completely out of whack. & we look at all the confusion fighting to go every direction all at once & were like I can’t do this + something’s gotta be a common denominator to keep me sane. Something’s gotta hold this together.

& it’s Jesus, love. It’s his promise, that he holds all things together (Colossians 1:17) & that he will be a God of peace today, too. He’s the great I am & I so often forget what that means. I place his abilities in the category of “if you get around to it”s & “if you’re able”s when that’s not at all who he is or what he’s like. & that’s what he’s whispering to me this week. That Zeus was the God of whatever, & Pan was the God of this, & Aphrodite the God of that,* but he says I AM. I’ve got it all, sweet love. He calls him self the present tense of the verb to be. I am what you need right now. I am everything & anything, when you need it. Just ask me, & I’ll be it.

Ask, & it will be given to you. Seek, & you will find. Knock, & it will be opened for you. For everyone who asks receives. He who seeks finds. To him who knocks, it will be opened.

| Matthew 7:7-8

He’s the common denominator, he’s what holds every day of this crazy life together & says let’s use this love, let’s get somewhere, & he takes me by the hand & hops across the water on these flat stones. Because he could make the water like a brick, walking us across the top. & some days we need that miracle. But some days, he takes us by the hand & squeezes when were overcome by fear & doubt. Some days he walks us through the waves because he says there’s something under the water I want you to see, child. & presently, that’s me, & though I’m not quite sure what I’m looking for, I know that there’s no place I’d rather be than in this ocean with Yahweh squeezing my hand in security.

I am my beloved’s & my beloved is mine.

| Song of Solomon 6:3

& that’s how I want to leave today. That’s what I want you to remember. You are Gods & he is yours. You belong to I AM & I AM belongs to you. Dear heart, you can make it through today in flying colors if you cling to this. I AM is yours. Always.

Because within the span of a day you feel every single emotion. Your angry when you & your mate are on two completely different pages, happy when it’s lunch break, sad when you think about not being able to sleep in this weekend, nervous when you think about getting the four year old to sleep in her own bed.

Darling, find him.

*simply myths, child. Don’t throw knives.

It’s your turn, love. Break the silence. Spill your guts.

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