there's a set of curtains leading into the back corner of a closet, a bulletin board for prayers, and the history of redemption lined up for us to remember the story of our restoration through pictures and scripture.
it's a refuge.
and the first thing you see when you walk in the door is handwriting scrawled on the wall - the Truth will wreck this place - it says, and i believe it. if there is one thing i've learned this year in my pursuit of jubilee it's that the Truth will wreck you in order to set you free.
it doesn't come easy.
it often hurts.
but at the end of the day, when i'm alone in that room and i feel the Spirit come and hold me, He reminds me He who breaks is also He who heals and what i know of Him is just a mere whisper of His glory. and then suddenly i don't feel as wrecked as before - suddenly an all-together new sense of wholeness begins to resonate deep in me.