It’s not about me, and it’s not about you. It’s about Him…and it’s about her. She is every single one of us, joined in mind, body, strength, heart, and spirit. She is every single one of us, united as we were created- as One being, as one Bride, made to love Him for all eternity. It’s not about…
“One must face the fact that all the talk about His love for men, and His service being perfect freedom, is not (as one would gladly believe) mere propaganda, but an appalling truth.”—from C.S. Lewis’ Screwtape Letters (via littlephoenixlaura)
My life has changed so drastically over past year. I started out my normal self.. then school hit.. after a full freshman year of depression, anger and so many changes that brought me down, I hit summer hard. And God hit back.
He woke me up. Reminded me of who I am and started to reveal my purpose to me. I change again. But this time for the better. I have no fear, no anger, no hate. I’m learning to love those who hate me. I’m not worried about what you think, or what you do to me. In the end, none of it matters. God is great and in charge.
I feel alive for the first time… truly alive.
God is my motivation for life. He drives me in ways I never knew possible. I feel unstoppable. While I know one day, life will bitch slap me back, God will be there to teach me another lesson and help me move on.
In the past, God has broken me completely down and raised me back up again, stronger and wiser than I was before. He’s done this several times because I’m a dumbass human who choices to stray from His glory. I feel like He’s doing it again, but this time it’s different. I feel like He is simultaneously breaking me down and lifting me. I feel myself being stronger than before but still feeling weak.
I feel like this is the best thing for me. I feel strong and empowered by His grace but at the same time I tremble because my life feels so unstable. Despite all of this I have a bottom line.
I feel alive again.