Wednesday, October 17, 2018

I....such a significant word

I’ve worked out for over 20 years. Everyday there has been a drive within me to get stronger. Quite possibly because I felt the need to fight back. We’ve been told to exercise & eat “healthy” for ourselves, that taking care of self is a way of loving self and knowing self worth. Well, it’s only over the past 2 years that I have been discovering my net-worth, my value, the fact that I am beyond worthy to be loved. 
I got up everyday to make sure my kids were happy, to encourage others, to make sure they knew their breath mattered. I knew I had a purpose, to love, to share joy. Yet, I never thought I deserved it. 

Today, I finally want to be alive! Did you hear that? Or see it? That small, short word that is a game changer: 
I

I want to be here, 
I want to work out, 
I need it. 

Sunday, October 14, 2018

⛪ πŸ”₯ πŸ’¨

Walked into a church this morning....I’m still here, didn’t catch on fire. πŸ˜‰ There was a time  when church felt good to go to, yet that was also a time in my life that I embraced unconditional love for people. Because that’s what Jesus did when he walked the earth, right? I guess you could say I’ve stumbled through shadows and valleys, hell appeared closer than heaven, and through all those lessons I now view life differently. My faith started strong, or was it really something naΓ―ve I chose to believe due to others bombarding fears? Actions speak louder to me than anything else now a days. I still have a heartbeat that craves deeper intimacy with my creator, yet I’ve learned to never put my trust in man. Humans are unpredictable, like animals, easily fed with lies. Deep down we are all lost and lust after a vision to be found. I will never stop over thinking and pondering human nature, it’s what I’m good at. People are fascinating, and I continue to choose love. I’ve seen how it melts the hardest of shells, punctures through the fakest of masks, and tears down walls we’ve attempted to build. Love, as well as joy, heals the most traumatic wounds. Even wounds from my church years when I was completely alone, I gave the church everything and got judgment in return. I’ll be honest, church people scare me more than demons. At least with demons we know what they want....so, I’m weary of people that “preach” the gospel. So many of them want to change you, make sure you look and sound like them. I don’t know about you, but I like who I am plus, I graduated from high school & cliques back in 1995. My point, as if I really need one is:
1. Why yell at or judge people when you have the opportunity to love them?
2. Why tell others to be something they aren’t when YOU can just be yourself?
3. KINDNESS is golden, helping people instead of giving out excuses feeds the soul.
4. An oldie, but a goodie: “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.” OR just do you & I’ll do me. 🀩