Our heart matters the most to Him.
Maybe I need to learn to give it all to You, God.
Every day, I make myself believe this is the day, maybe today I could save a little, enough for my responsibilities and myself – maybe save for a trip or a business I’ve always longed for. But nothing’s happening.
Whatever it is, the question is, will we always stick around, feeling stuck, anticipating life?
Love will be willing to communicate with patience. Love will apologize when it’s their fault and sometimes even when it’s not, love will always be willing to mend the wrongs.
And honestly, I should have realized that long time ago. That I wasn’t really first, that I’m always next to her.
I want to please You, and not the world. I want to do things for Your glory and not mine. I want my life to be a book of blessing, a prism that will radiate Your light.
I hope for love to still embrace me when I’m hardest to love me, when I’m the perfect noun for disastrous, when I’m complicated and flawed, when I can’t even look at myself.
You are good, always. Even when I don’t understand anything, even when I’m sitting in the lowest point of my life.
I am believing in myself, that there is beauty inside me, that I am my own sunshine, that I am a work of art.