The Love of Jesus Christ has never failed me once.
My interpretation of Love has failed me repeatedly.
The motivation to succeed at Love was incumbent upon me seeking Him and His Kingdom first, in order to become a better servant, one that listens to learn as opposed to speaking in order to be heard.
I can now hear Your voice Love. The Beautiful sound of clarity is Love with any and everything else as nothing but ambiguous disparity.
The tone in which You speak and the embrace as you always greet. You are what I’ve been searching for to only discover that You were always here. I just couldn’t hear. I do now and I Love Your sound.
Thank You Love for teaching me all about the Greatness that is You.
Thank You Love for making all things better than new.
Thank You Love for allowing me to stay up way past my curfew, just to get a Loving glimpse of You.
Thank You Love for being the much needed Light where there is entirely too much darkness.
Thank You Love for showing me humility, transparency and sheer vulnerability.
The strength that is Love is Love’s ability to be Love when everything about Love is called into question by the same ones that are too fear-laden to call on Love, yet criticize Love because Love refused to conform to their interpretation of Love, according to their misery.
Love keeps right on talking.
Love keeps right on walking.
Love will always keep calling.
Love continues to be Love, unchanged, unchained, free to give and receive even more Love in the same name of Love.
Love will never stop being Love.
There is but one way to Love. And that is to Love.
Way before I ever had a license I was driving, literally and figuratively. Had I known then what I do now, I would have never relinquished the driver's seat. When you allow others to take the wheel, you are subject to their schedule, their time frame and their agenda. Therein lies the issue, the risk, the challenge, the problem. You are at the mercy of someone or something that does not share in your itinerary. You become a perpetual passenger, bypassing your stop, riding by your Destiny and not knowing where you are going to end up.
The moment that you get out of the passenger seat, you look back and begin to realize that you have some ground to make up, the extremely high cost that befell you once you allowed someone else to drive. You begin to kick into high gear, determined to account for all of the things that you neglected to account for when you were bypassing and riding by.
With a full tank and fueled on pure adrenaline and Purpose, you commence to make the ground up. For the 2nd time you pass by all of the people and things that were not meant and purposed for you. And as you see everything the 2nd time around, your wise-eyes see more clearly in abundant fashion. Peripherally, you know that whatever you are passing by is there. However, it no longer garners your attention. You are on a mission! The mission to recoup all that was was lost or perceived to be stolen. You know that it is still there because it has your name on it. And although others bypassed what you initially bypassed, they cannot stake a claim to anything or anyone that has not been purposed for them. It is still there, waiting for you to claim it all.
"Infinitely Driven," literally and figuratively. Stopping for nothing that does not belong to me, bypassing nothing that has my name on it. In Jesus Name, I'm coming for everything that was Purposed for me!