#MWCSpace

Erika

Here we sit, in your favorite spot-outside on the porch in our respective rocking chairs…and yep, without fail you immediately begin to stare out into…

somewhere; with eyes only dimmed by the Suns' illusionary glare.

Though you can't speak or walk--you own the space in your mind-your thoughts.

I often wondered, while watching your eyes move about to and fro' coupled with an inadvertent smirk here and there as you rock back and forth;

where are you, and what are you doing?
Are you in your space dancing from the night into the day-because your legs won’t dance any other way?

Perhaps giving a speech in front of a large crowd or a musical performance; maybe play an instrument, then switch-

to a voice of power slicing through the air with it’s beautiful melodic pitch?

Are you wondering who I am? Why I am able to speak, and walk, just like your family members-and many others? Why were you dealt a hand that seems uniquely unfair?

To question the "fairness" of life, is like questioning the air about how much it cares that it's great…

I believe only God’s answers in ANY space can navigate fate.
Has anyone ever done something to you that you couldn’t verbalize and really needed to? Are you screaming on the inside with a voice that is forever silenced, no matter what you try to do?
Where are you Erika?
Are you with your mom and sister shopping and enjoying a Girls' day? Are you with a boyfriend, girlfriend or just a friend-just kickin' it?

Perhaps, having a discussion with your college professor about class or life?

Are you running with the horses in the field or soaring the infinite sky like a bird; maybe picking flowers by the lake-

or just a few deep breaths of a breeze, taken in with ease...

just chillin' for chillins' sake?

What are you doing Erika?
Wherever you go, whatever you do, and whoever you’re with

that space is YOUR place

where YOU can freely roam;

may your place ALWAYS have boundless space-

And, may God forever bless that home!