Everlasting Neverendings
The truths we hide inside our very souls, are the ones that in turn make us who we are.
This week, I've finally learnt to accept myself. I accept the person Dad made me to be.
It will be a tough road ahead, and probably a lonesome one too, because I know most people will never understand me or why I'm who I am. But I have God, and that's all I'll ever want or need. I guess I'm not that funny, sociable guy written in presumption. And right now, I seal myself from the people around who're trying to come in. Because I don't want them to try, only to find what's inside is more than they can take.
But this doesn't mean I'll shut myself out from everyone. Just that maybe right now, I'll come out as myself, and not live a life like a mirage of the person inside.
It starts with broken hearts, and broken dreams, and with the dawn of each passing day, God breathes in something bigger than what I expect. Life, is just a testimony of events, accumulated and shaped to mould us into the different children of God. Because from brokenness comes beauty, comes restoration, comes His embrace. And to live a life for Him is to accept what He gives, not reject it. How far can we run and hide from Dad's omnipresence?
325600 minutes, how do you measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
Well, how about love?
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