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I'm tired of the this feeling. I get things prioritized and then I come home and the things that are important to me are suddenly not important to anyone, or at least they're shoved on the back burner/back shelf because back burner would still be in the general area, and it doesn't feel like it's even there.
Why is that? could it be that anyone who shares a completely honest relationship in every area of life isn't here. Why do us humans have to suck at life? Why can't I forget distractions and focus one the only One that matters.
God, in my life. No. God living my life and I along for the ride. Yes.
Gosh, do you ever feel like you love someone so much, and then that aweful feeling of falling short every time arrives, and yet you know that it doesn't matter that you're not worthy because they love you anyway...
Now, this is the part I'm supposed to get really excited about... He loves me anyway. Why can't I grasp that. I know that this love I get isn't conditional, that even when I screw up and throw everything out of whack He's still there, not to throw in my face, "I told you so..." or any other sort of rude remark... I don't even know where I'm going with this, but, here it is... I always feel like a terrible mess, and then I find comfort in the God that's always been there for me, the one who is always giving me another chance, and His son, bless His heart that he would sit by the throne and plea for us, for me...
Why is that? could it be that anyone who shares a completely honest relationship in every area of life isn't here. Why do us humans have to suck at life? Why can't I forget distractions and focus one the only One that matters.
God, in my life. No. God living my life and I along for the ride. Yes.
Gosh, do you ever feel like you love someone so much, and then that aweful feeling of falling short every time arrives, and yet you know that it doesn't matter that you're not worthy because they love you anyway...
Now, this is the part I'm supposed to get really excited about... He loves me anyway. Why can't I grasp that. I know that this love I get isn't conditional, that even when I screw up and throw everything out of whack He's still there, not to throw in my face, "I told you so..." or any other sort of rude remark... I don't even know where I'm going with this, but, here it is... I always feel like a terrible mess, and then I find comfort in the God that's always been there for me, the one who is always giving me another chance, and His son, bless His heart that he would sit by the throne and plea for us, for me...