He breaks my heart to meet me in that place, where all I could do is surrender to his love. He will do it every single time, and I always meet him at that point.
I should have learned this by now. He will never give up. No matter what it takes. He loves me and the cost was his son on a cross. How could I ever doubt his love. How could I ever refuse to face him to the point that He has to break my heart just so I would give my heart to him, everything to him.
And it’s hard to hate someone once you understand them.
Sometimes you just need someone to tell you that you were brave for trying, and that you’ll be brave again. Because life is not easy, and sometimes you jump into the deep end, and you enjoy it; but eventually you have to swim back to the shallow end, getting to a place that isn’t where you wanted to be. Yet, perhaps you weren’t meant for that pool, maybe it was just training for something bigger, maybe you were getting ready for the ocean; the water that you were always meant to dive into.
You are brave; you might be back where you started, empty handed and alone… But you are gonna feel the crash of those waves, because you are not forgotten, and you are far more courageous than you know.
Sometimes you just need someone to say that you are brave, and that’s what I’m telling you now.
if i get rich my mom gettin paid first thing
thats some good priorities
To think you can love God without being changed by Him, is to think you can jump into the ocean and not get wet. To really love Him, you must understand that your life is going to be wrecked by Him, and built again into something beautiful, something lasting.
Twenty seven. 27. :)