Lately, I find myself waiting to grow up, waiting to drop old habits, waiting to move on- just waiting for the end of the “innocence” in my life. Naive by definition means ‘a lack of experience’ or ‘innocent’. As a child, when you do something wrong and your parents find out, you usually get into some sort of trouble and get sent to your room where you pout for the remainder of the day or atleast until the next meal. As an adult, I still make mistakes and I accept the consequences of my actions, but I still go to my room and pout or cry about whatever I did. God forgives us so easily for the mistakes we’ve made - big or small, but we just can’t ever seem to forgive ourselves for what we’ve done. So we punish ourselves by becoming an outcast in society and we stay in our rooms until we get someone’s attention. I believe God seeks us out during these times - while we’re at our weakest to show us how strong he is.
”..and out of the ashes, love will be realized.”
Take care.
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