Your love is amazing, steady and unchanging.

Lord, let Your love dwell in me so vividly today.

Be my eyes when I am searching.

Be my breath when I am drowning.

Be my love when I am shaking.

Be my heart when I am loving.

Sweet Jesus, be my one and only.

Your love is all I long for.

My chains are gone, I've been set free.

It does not seem like since months ago that this journey began.

In six months time, my heart has shattered more than a million times.

In six months time, my heart has ached and longed to be back where I was seven months ago.

But in six months time, I have become stronger.

In six months time, I have become me.

In six months, I have learned to stop holding onto a moment in my life and to start living for the moments to come.

In six months time, I recognized once more that people will fail you.

In six months time, I learned how to deal with that without hardening my heart.

In six months I am me, just a little more vulnerable.

In these short months, I am ready to embrace new Love.

In these long months, I am ready to embrace new love.

In these incredibly agonizing six months, I have learned a lifetime of information.

And in only six months, I am ready to start living again.

I am not held back. I am free to live and to love.

I am ready for the memories of this time to be simply memories.

Half of my heart takes time.

The 28th is my sixth month anniversary with you, blogspot.

The irony is incredible.

"Your heart just breaks, that's all. But you can't judge or point fingers. You just have to be lucky enough to find someone who appreciates you."

-Audrey Hepburn

Unending love, amazing grace.

I am seeking love.

I have been searching for so long; since the people who were supposed to provide it long ago failed. I do not know where to turn.

I offer my heart up to this world and let it be tossed into the sea of faces.

It comes back battered and broken.

I wait for time to mend it before I want to give it back. Will I never learn? Time has never been my healer.

Time has been my escape. My distraction.

He alone is my healer. He provided a full, beautiful heart and I stole it to give to those who did not deserve it.

It is time now to return it. My heart is His alone.

I can no longer be fooled by the tricks foolish people want to sway me with.

My longing to be loved will not be quenched by a human with lustful desires.

It will not be quenched by giving myself over and over again to sin.

It will not be quenched by time.

It is He who cleanses me.

He deserves so much more than my brokenness and begging, but yet that is where I find myself.

His overwhelming love supplies my broken heart with swaddling cloth to lay rest in.

No more may I seek love. I must seek rest. I must seek healing.

I must seek Him.

A thousand empty windows and only half the lights are out.

Writer's block is like a winter's wind, blowing and clinging to my soul. It makes it impossible to construct sentences. My thoughts are illogical. Irrational. Irrevocable.

I long for my words to flow like water takes to a stream.

I am ready for this dark night to be over.

This is Your life, it's my offering.

I feel lately as if I've been consumed by the Lord's love. I feel Him daily with a resounding love that I know I could not shake if I wanted too.

It is an almost overwhelming sense of peace. I have not felt the comfort of His strength in so long. I have submitted myself to His plan and His will and He is guiding my paths.

But as I sit and soak in everything and find contentment, I feel a nagging.

He is pouring blessings over me.

So why do I feel as though I am being called somewhere else?

But I am too young.

I am not ready.

I have no experience.

I have no money.

People will think I am crazy.

The moment He begins to work in my life, I allow Satan to attack me with lies. The truth is, He will provide me with the knowledge or the money or the trust.

We are going places, He and I.