I’m more of a crybaby in love…..lemme ‘splain Lucy….being in
love is a religious experience to me. I cry every time I pray because I allow
my mind to reflect on all my blessings and there are soooooo many things to be
grateful for. The one thing that really brings on the flood is the fact that
God loves me enough to give his all (I often use this example : Say you ask someone
for a stick of gum and they say “this is my last stick.” When you use the word
last it implies that there is the possibility of restoration. I can go to the
store and get more. But when the word only as in John 3:16 – For God so love
the world that he gave his only begotten son…there is no other….nothing to take
its place. That’s awesome and humbling and I can never even begin to show
gratitude for that deed; I place love on a level just below that…someone thinks
enough of me to share ….
I have my days where I
have my Job (read the Bible) experiences and I struggle with focus. I know that
I may seem prickly as a baby porcupine to some people (that’s New York and
“hard knocks” – as my friend says……I know it as a defense mechanism – a don’t get too close you might see that I am
vulnerable ) God knows my heart and my intentions….The folks who know and love
me will tell you that I am a “pinkie” (make your own definition- post it on my
spot and I’ll tell you if you’re close to the actual meaning)…….
So, with all that being said, know when the word love comes
out of my mouth or flows from my pen….it’s the real-dealio ya heard
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