I always do this, don’t I God? I always forget that you’re the one with the road map, the navigation, the airbags and seat belts. You’re the one watching over me, guiding me, reminding me, again and again, that I don’t have to do this alone.
Let God fill your emptiness. Let His love overflow you, overwhelm you.
we breeze through the airport
like fucking weightless chipmunks
or tinker bells.
Even when you do not have the strength to stand, know your Father is ready to carry you. You are loved. You are saved. You are not facing this pain alone.
Be hurt. Be disappointed. Be honest. But don’t condemn someone for all these feelings.
God answered my prayers with you. He brought me someone far greater than I could ever imagine, someone who challenges me, grows alongside me, and chooses me, every single day.
Thank you for all the roadblocks. Thank you for steering my life in another direction. Thank you for allowing me to realize that there’s more than one way to take. There’s more than one life for me to live.
God isn’t scared of your doubts. He understands you in ways that even you don’t. He created you. He knows you.
Thank you for loving me. Thank you for loving me despite my flaws, despite my sins, despite all the ways I won’t and never will measure up to your perfection. Thank you for giving me a second chance, a third chance, a three millionth chance to start again, and to love me, unconditionally.
I am going to stand strong in you because you are my promise, because you are my hope, because you are my strength and you never fail me.