Voice. Yours and Mine. The intimacy of your voice and uncovering it fully.

Voice.  With it God created the world.  He set it in motion.

Voice.  The sound used to make words and music.  "An instrument or medium of expression. Influential power," states Merriam-Webster.   To express oneself.

To find one's voice.  To meet with.

To meet with it.

To meet it? 

To pull up a chair.  To join it.  To be it.  To encapsulate it.  To free it.

The intimacy of our own voice expressed in authenticity is stunning to think about.

I think of my children learning to use their voices.  Their first cry.  Their first attempts to connect and communicate their longing and needs.  "I'm cold, hungry, lonely."  When their voice shared joy and melted my heart.

Their first words and the way their eyes lit up with recognition and delight.  They did that. 

When they first used their voice to separate from me.  "No, I'll do it myself."

The sound of my voice desperate for love reaching out to God in the middle of the night.  The night I gave him my life.

The sound of my husband's voice reading a book to the boys or I.

The voice of a person sharing trauma and pain of the past.  The halting breathless voice of someone who is using it for the first time.  Where pain is pouring out of a broken heart.

Voice is the most intimate part of our being.  Flowing directly from our soul.  We don't need to find our voice.  

We need to uncover it.

To let it be.  To remove the covers.  To expose it.  To ourselves and to the world.

Uncover your voice and I'll uncover mine.  Allow our souls to speak to each other.