Understanding Love
5 February 2018
For years I knew the concept of love, though it took a very long time,
To understand God’s plan for me, that love could really be mine.
Somewhere along the way my signals got all disturbed;
The idea of an actual love was absolutely absurd.
As my heart started reopening and the walls were falling apart,
The idea of true self-love is where I had to start.
My self-love began by learning that I truly am a daughter,
Given to faithful earthly parents to guide me back to Heavenly Father.
The next step was learning, that God had given me a call,
So I could escape the ramifications of Adam’s original fall.
There is work that I am starting; filling my lamp up with oil,
And watering that seed of faith that was hidden beneath the soil.
I am starting to learn of charity, and humbling myself to Christ,
Although in my past I have denied him, more than only thrice.
God knew I needed help, to guide me along my way,
So he sent me helping hands, to work with day by day.
He connected me with another brother, the spirit who lives inside
To help me buckle up, for ahead lay a bumpy ride.
He gave me sister Gaia, or Mother Nature as she’s known,
To help keep me grounded, as the changing winds have blown.
I’m not sure what the future holds, or what awaits tomorrow,
However I know I’m grateful for those testimonies I’ve borrowed.
I got them from others who’ve struggled and recognize God’s hand,
So that I could have some kind of foundation I can firmly stand.
They’ve helped me find my missing peace, to soften up my heart.
They’ve helped me escape that lie inside, a new journey to impart.
The lie was that I didn’t know love, and thought I had to run.
However God has always shown it to me; He’s loved me all along.
I just couldn’t see, beyond the guilt and shame,
That I needed to fix my view, and stop giving others blame.
I made choices in my past, that led me to dark places,
And as I look back now, I see the love in all those cases.
I was never alone, though I really did struggle,
Every time I asked for help, He pushed away the rubble.
So to my family up in Heaven, and the ones down here below;
Whether I’ve met you before this day, or you’re a sibling yet to know;
I promise I will try to love you, the way that God intended.
I know that while I’m doing this, my heart will be healed and mended.
I hope with my words and actions, others may one day see,
The love that God has for them, as others have shown me.
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