Chains are broken,
Scales are on the floor.
Truth is spoken,
I'm no orphan anymore.
I am loved.
I am new again.
I am free.
I'm no slave to sin.
I'm a saint.
I am righteousness.
I'm alive.
Stop and think about that for a sec.
He died for you.
He died for you.
He died for you.
He died for you.
I know a lot of girls my age really really want a boyfriend.
I'm not gonna lie. I've been there before. What high school girl hasn't?
"I just want someone to love me like that."
"All my friends have a boyfriend but me--what's wrong with me?"
"#foreveralone"
A few weeks ago God tapped me on the shoulder and was like "Hey you, turn around. Your perfect Love you want so badly is right behind you." You want somebody who'd be willing to take a bullet for you? Oh no, my Love did so much more for me--he took the wrath of God upon Himself for my stupid decisions. He did it despite the fact that I was kicking and screaming and pushing away. I've learned that God is truly the only one who isn't going to let me down. He's going to be there and love the same no matter what happens. He's been the same since the beginning of time.
I'll be honest--I'm not saying the desire for love has been eradicated from my life. Far from it. Yet that's not a bad thing. We're created as relational creatures. We desire love and acceptance. Man and woman were created specifically for each other according the Genesis. Marriage is the most beautiful picture of Christ's relationship with the Church.
But other people, girls or guys, cannot be the source of our happiness. Because they're humans and they aren't perfect and it's not fair to put that kind of pressure and those kind of expectations on them--because they will fail you, and you will fail them.
But the Love of God never will.
Thank you Jesus :)
{This went in a totally different direction than what I imagined when I started. I apologize for any scatterbrained-ness that made its way into this blogpost :3 }
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