I was sitting in church this morning and oddly began thinking about water balloons. The worship leader was speaking of the world, and collective worship with believers everywhere and I began thinking about water balloons.
I know. Weird.
I’ve had my fair share of water balloon fights in my day and know the art of filling water balloons well. And I work in an environment which requires the occasional filling of balloons with helium. All these things began running through my head.
And then just like that. In my thought process, the water balloon popped.
Like a piece of my heart that’s been growing and brewing the biggest and the best water balloon ever. It just burst open and the contents spewed forth.
And suddenly a piece of me that’s been held captive within the confines of the balloon, growing and waiting for the perfect moment explodes with force and reckless abandon.
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