explosions

Have you ever had a day, or even a moment, in which you felt that an explosion would be in order? Something gripped your heart in a way that escapes words / Someone inspired you and filled your mind with colors and ideas and songs / An angel sang love to you / The Holy Spirit broke through the walls that you've built between His voice and your ear...
And it was all you could do to keep from screaming and drop kicking everyone around you in an obscurely misdirected effort to release the passion permeating your body?
An overwhelming rush of something....something indescribable.

Yea? Me too.

Something beautiful and utterly sublime has gripped me again.
Jesus.
My entire identity summed into five letters (plus one punctuation mark for emphasis).

Today was Bloomsday in Spokane. A bazillion thousands of people in short shorts and windbreaker suits (and more fanny packs than one could imagine) and ran. or walked. or danced. a whole 12k.
And the Mosaic Fellowship handed out free hot dogs and semi-cold waters. and ketchup. I stood on a sidewalk in front of this from 9am to 2pm asking people questions. Mainly we wanted to know if everyone could ask God one question, what would it be?
Through this I met and got to peer into the lives of some of the most interesting people with the most abstract questions for God.
people are exhilarating.
Mosaic is the most welcoming community I have ever been a part of.
Fellowship is beautiful. The Body of Christ paints grace for me.
and for this reasons...I have joy. Crazy amounts of it right now.
My chest feels as though it might explode.
(which could get messy)

At least once day for the past week and a half, I have been inspired beyond comprehension, waiting to explode like this.
And it is good.
I hope that you feel this every now and then.

Love,
Alexis