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28 Jul

So I have successfully not blogged while I was supposed to be studying lately. Which is why I haven’t blogged in a while I guess. Haha

I heard this song recently, and it says everything I want to say right now. So Im just going to write the lyrics as a story and let you read for yourselves.

 

 

There’s a girl in the corner with tear stains on her eyes from the places she’s wandered and the shame she can’t hide. She says, “How did I get here? I’m not who I once was, and I’m crippled by the fear that I’ve fallen too far to love.”
 
 

 


But don’t you know who you are, what’s been done for you? Don’t you know who you are?
 
 

 


You are more than the choices that you’ve made. You are more than the sum of your past mistakes. You are more than the problems you create. You’ve been remade.
 
 

 


Well she tries to believe it, that she’s been given new life, but she can’t shake the feeling that it’s not true tonight. She knows all the answers and she’s rehearsed all the lines, and so she’ll try to do better, but then she’s too weak to try.
 
 

 


But don’t you know who you are?
 
 

 


You are more than the choices that you’ve made. You are more than the sum of your past mistakes. You are more than the problems you create. You’ve been remade.
 
 

 


‘Cause this is not about what you’ve done, but what’s been done for you. This is not about where you’ve been, but where your brokenness brings you to. This is not about what you feel, but what He felt to forgive you, and what He felt to make you loved.
You’ve been remade.
 

(“You Are More” – 10th Ave N.)

 

Sometimes I forget who I am.

Sometimes I get caught up in thinking that it IS all about the things that I have done, where Ive been, and what I feel. But its not about any of that. Its not about me.

My brokenness brings me here. To His forgiveness and love. Where it all began. Life is waiting.

El. Oh. Vee. E.

31 Jan

Love.

El. Oh. Vee. E.

What with Valentine’s Day coming up, everyone seems to be extra cynical about the whole love idea. Well, everyone who is single. Even the local radio is currently promoting the “Bitter Ball” for those not having “real” Valentine’s plans (which I do actually find pretty clever). Of course, you know its going to be mostly single people looking for hookups, but whatever.

And then there’s the common anti-Valentine’s way of talking about Feb 14th known as “Single’s Awareness Day.” I take issue with this because I don’t see Valentine’s Day as something only for couples. It’s a day about LOVE. And love can be shown to anyone, anywhere, anytime, in a billion different ways…. but that’s a soapbox for later on.

The thing is, at this stage in the love game (and by stage I mean age, and by age I mean 20-something singles), most of us have baggage the size of Texas filled with broken hearts and bittersweet memories (more bitter than sweet). Anyone who has ever loved or cared deeply about someone in a relationship that didn’t work out has come to some sad realizations about love not living up to fairytale expectations. And the result? Cynicism, bitterness, and self-pitty single awareness days.

After so many such experiences, its no wonder we begin to believe that love is a lie. But I came across this quote the other day:

“Love is not a lie. Love is the real deal. The problem is that love is human and its flawed, and despite all the songs and the poems, it does NOT heal all wounds.”

I like it, but I’m not sure if I completely agree with it though. I think OUR version of love is flawed, yes. I mean, God is love, right? And God is not flawed, right? And God does bring healing, right?

I guess I’m going to go ahead and assume that the love talked about in this quote is different than the kind God is. So maybe that is the bigger issue.

If I can learn to give the kind of love that God talks about, then maybe it WILL be a beautiful thing instead of an empty lie that leads to cynicism and bitterness. But I am still human, we all are, and we cannot show perfect love to everyone all the time, if ever. Humans are flawed. Humans break things. We break hearts, we break trust, we even break bones.

Forgiveness

Love

Hope

These are things I strive to show and yet, I do not really understand them. Frustrating. But I know I want to be a part of something bigger than myself, that I want my life to count and have purpose. That I don’t want to fade into the background. Real love is bigger than me. It changes things. So to me, its worth it to strive for that.

As TWLOHA promotes, “love is the movement” – and it IS. Because love is not a magical word full of fuzzy feelings that you can just throw around whenever you want. I mean, for some people it is. But REAL love is choice, its an action, its something you show and give and do. If love isn’t helping other people, isn’t benefiting anyone, then what’s the point? And is that even love?

So spending Valentine’s Day, a day that is supposed to be all about love, in a self-pitty “I’m all alone” party just doenst make sense to me.

For me, love has a lot to do with relationships – all kinds, not just romantic ones. The best way to show love is through genuine relationships with people. I think that is why I like the idea of authentic community so much. I am intrigued by the idea of being a part of a group of people that “do life together” as cliché as it sounds. People who look out for eachother and help eachother and share the truth of Christ and His love with one another in a real way – through actions and support and sound advice (the list goes on).

I want to be a part of a movement. A movement of love that continues to reach more and more people. A movement that introduces people into a growing relationship with Christ. A movement that makes a difference in the world and embraces the future He calls us to.

What would that look like? What would it look like if I deeply invested everything I am into this movement of sharing genuine love with others?

reminder:

4 Jan

Unforgiveness is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.

 

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