Something beautiful.

                                
                     Something Beautiful.




In it's purest nature, man has the unquenchable desire to be loved.
Like gold fish at the pet store, we do our best to put on our brightest glow to catch the eye of the first person that crosses our path.
Or as a child who longs for the attention of their parent, we dress ourselves in clothes that don't fit us with hopes that we will gain a round of applause. Neither of them not yet aware that it's only a temorary admiration.
I've come to know the attention of a man, who is a thief of hearts.
I am acquantances with the attention of a bitter parent who wouldn't wouldn't know how to love me even if they wanted to.
I've known the acceptance of a crowd of 'friends' because I knew how to fit into their shadow.
I have learned the addiction of being numb to the world due to alcohol.
I've hungered for the the fulfillment of being a star athlete and scholar.
At this point I've tried to fill the yearning of my heart with pain and suffering.
Now, I have encountered each of these, and more..only to come to the conclusion that not one.. I repeat, not one of my attempts to fill the desire of my heart has been a success.


But, please allow me to introduce you to a man, friend, father, mother, lover, encourager, hero, savior, comforter, maker of peace, Son of God.
THIS man, my friends.. Is Jesus.


The only man to never hurt me.
One I  can trust, who protects, and comforts.
One who LOVES unconditionally.
I am His favorite one.
Him who restores my brokenness.
He who fills the void within my heart and satisfies my soul in every moment.
Whom I can never get enough of, that is consistently tugging on my heart.
Who will never leave me nor forsake me.
Worthy is His name, Jesus.
I will waste my life serving Him.


JESUS TAKE ALL OF ME.


"Every time I lose it, I lose it my way. You're the one who helps me find it, find it your way."


1 Corinthians 13:1
" If I speak in the tonques of man and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or clanging cymbal."

I want to reflect Him like a mirror.

I want to reflect Him like a mirror.

There is such a freedom in Jesus. He didn’t care what religious scholars thought about him, positive OR negative. He didn’t let the current of the public opinion sway him either way. He simply said what he had to say that was GIVEN to him from the father, KNOWING he was approved by his father. So many times people change who they are or what they believe in order to conform to those around them,  that they won’t be mocked or ridiculed..but instead accepted. I came to the revelation that..dude, Jesus was loved by SO many people, and at the same time he was HATED by so many more. People would spit at Jesus as he walked through the streets, accusing him of blasphemy. Telling him he was nothing but a poor carpenter, there were those who wanted Jesus dead. But Jesus, in his holiness and sovereignty did not fret, but continued doing the works of God, holding fast to the truth the promises of his father. If the church is STRIVING and yearning to be more like Jesus, we CANNOT expect to be accepted by everyone that crosses our path. The world doesn’t want to hear the truth. Jesus was persecuted to the point of torture and death for spreading the truth. If you are accepted by each and every person you meet, can I tell you that there is reasoning to evaluate yourself? In fact, I have reasons to evaluate myself..

God, give us grace and strength, to stand firm on your word. Make it like hot coal upon our lips. I pray for the boldness to wear your love on my sleeve, for everyone to see. Less of me and more of you Lord.