God loves you
You may or not have been told this before
It may or may not have been reflected back to you by others,
but it’s a fact.
God came to Earth
endured inexplicable pain
and was murdered at the hands of double-faced fans
so that death could die with Him,
before rising again
leaving our hurt and pain and past buried and burning in hell,
where it belongs.
He lifted us up with Him
and gave us His Spirit
so that we could live an abundant life.
How’s that for a rallying cry?
All praise to God,
who love you and me
and everyone so very dearly.
There’s a rumor going around. It’s the “get (fill the blank) quick” ghost. It sounds great. Eat this thing for a week, chant this mantra, do this exercise, and *bang* you’re healed.
Yes, maybe over time it will make a difference. And yes, sometimes there are stories of instant success. But for the most part it takes a while.
Think about growing up. It takes time to walk and talk and chew your food and pretty much everything else. You may skip a step, but it still takes time.
This goes the same for strength building of any kind. People say it’s a no-brainer. Do this thing, change this factor, and everything will just work out. I say, it takes time.
You want to get to point B, even Z. You have to start with A. You start with nothing. You’re broken and you’re scared. Then it’s on to damage control, picking up pieces and seeing if the ground will hold me. Then, once things begin to get okay, you start to get comfortable. When you start getting comfortable, then you can start taking risks, because there is the notion that there is some semblance of net to catch you if you fall. It’s not a chronological process. You’ll go back and forth all the time. Maybe you’ll skip lots of steps and then something happens and you’ll sail back even behind where you started. It happens. Trust the process. Keep going.
Allow others the same grace. Oftentimes, we forget how far we’ve come and how long it took us to get here. To us, it’s overnight. But remember that it wasn’t. Be gracious and encouraging. Let others know your story. A realistic view of life helps more than you know.
Together, we can build a stronger, more beautiful world, except you gotta be in it for the long haul to make it happen.
There are moments,
where you take a chance and it blows up
it your face, and you feel like an idiot
but you knew if you didn’t do it, you
would always been standing at the precipice
“why’d didn’t I jump?”
Not all risks will end pretty
sometimes you jump and you splat,
but if the intention is honest,
and the passion is real
and you’re not out to play games or plug yourself,
then it’s worth it, because you tried
and maybe that girl will say no,
or the casting director won’t give the time of day,
or maybe nobody will understand what you tried to do,
but it’s okay.
You were you.
And that’s all you can be.