Marisa Donnelly

You’re terrified of starting over.

Maybe this little beating heart, four paws, tiny ears understands more than I give him credit for.

Dear God, I’m not sure what to say. But I know I want to talk to you.

I hope in this new year, you let Christ save you. You let His words heal your heart, cleanse your soul, and lift you from pain.

Maybe she’s scared to love you because love feels like letting go.

It doesn’t matter where you are on your spiritual journey. Whether you’re just beginning to wonder who God is and what this ‘faith thing’ is all about, or whether you’re a seasoned believer, you’re invited to church with open arms.

I hope you love with passion.

In this new year, I hope you are fearless.

I want you to know something: You are not alone. And you are not irreparably broken, no matter what you have experienced.

And maybe one day you’ll see how far you’ve come, and be proud.

You are what kind of person you choose to become, so become something wonderful.

I want whispered secrets under the covers late at night, sharing slivers of our soul.

Thank you for the unanswered prayers. For your plan is greater than mine will ever be. And every unanswered prayer was a blessing in disguise.

Maybe you took her by surprise, suddenly coming into her life with feelings she’s not quite ready for. Maybe she just needs everything to slow down.

I traded my selfishness for the beat of your heart. I exchanged freedom for the feeling of your fingertips in mine. And I didn’t regret it one minute. I still don’t.

Because love isn’t about perfection. It’s about finding a person to share your broken heart with.

Being an addict doesn’t make a person any less of a person, any less of a beautiful beating heart in need of love.

In this world of half-love and fear of commitments, in this world of ‘just talking’ and having a ‘thing’ rather than dating, in this world of people skirting around their emotions—you are perfectly enough.