okay I know we talk about this all the time every day and I’m not the first one to bring it up but I was drinking my coffee just now and trying to go one frickin miraculous day not living in shame and I started thinking
isn’t it so romantic? Jesus died for our hearts and souls. I don’t know about you but I grew up in a media age where Edward was obsessed with Bella, young adult novels and movies that focused on obsession and addiction to another person and we labeled this “romantic” because we want someone to give their all for us. we want someone to die for us.
we want to be adored and loved so badly because it’s human nature to want to be loved.
this is because we have already been died for, and our souls have been won, and the only thing left to do is surrender our wandering hearts to that love.
our destiny isn’t to find that sacrificial love, but to recognize what was already done for us and identify with it.
which is why we define ourselves by other things, like our sin or a man we love. because we are looking for something to fulfill us, but it is only Christ who can.
And to recognize it, we have to change our perception, not our actions or thoughts, or sinfulness. We open our eyes, not become perfection.
Somewhere right now, I’m in heaven, and I have no shame. God is timeless and as I beg Him for victory, He’s saying, “don’t you know? you already have it. you’re already there.”
It’s just about opening my eyes and changing how I think. I am not this flesh. I am hugging Jesus and I’m dancing and praising and maybe I’m eating some really great food and I’m living life without any anxiety. What a concept.
But most importantly, I’m free.
He is so loving and gentle. And patient. And kind. I feel loved in the most romantic of ways. I feel like someone gave their life for me.
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