Live and Let Love

This is the continuation of yesterday’s post: Simplifying the Commandments. If you have not read it, check it out, and then continue here. 🙂

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Reborn Daily

Summer is a time for adventure. Summer is a break from the chaos of the more hectic months while being filled with spontaneity. You want to barbecue with friends? Go ahead. You want to take a day trip to the beach? Do it! Every day is a chance for something new. Summer is bottled sunshine and joy.

Except when it isn’t.

For the last few summers, I have felt a deep loneliness. A dark, suffocating cloud that tries to remind me of all the pain and failures in my life.

I’ve lost friends, relationships, and family members all around the same time each year. Summer seems to remind me that I am broke and alone, trying to make the best out of what I have.

Solitude magnifies whatever is there at the time.

I have a lot of friends that I love dearly but most of my friends have their own lives and so many things going on that I’d hate to distract them. My family always wants to see me, but my financial situation always gets in the way. Then, the darkness from my grandmother’s Homegoing sits on my chest, making it harder for me to move. I get stuck, in my supposed lack of everything.

That’s when I realized how much I needed to work on being okay with myself. I wanted people around to validate my existence. If a person chose me to talk to or spend time with, that means I have value to someone’s life. When people weren’t around or someone left me, I would take that as a sign of my unworthiness. I am not meant to have close friends. I am just going to be alone.

Solitude is a great teacher of reflection but if didn’t realize you walked into that class, on test day, it’s going to be rough.

I sat at home wondering, why do I need to talk to somebody right now? I had an urge to fill up the silence in my life, with something else. The more time I spent reflecting, the more I realized that I filled up my free time with parties, events, and people because being truly alone scared me. When you are alone, that’s when you are forced to keep yourself company.

I started to think about my desire for relationships and how I had options and people that wanted my time, but something indescribable kept me from being content. I truly enjoyed some of these people but deep down I would go through periods of disgust, not with them, but myself. I don’t want to talk today.

I desire close friends but I’m so tired of opening myself up and then getting hurt. 

When I started to connect with God, things slowly changed. I’d be happier for a longer period of time. I’d feel good waking up and going to sleep because I read my Bible or did a devotional. But eventually, that glow would fade.

As it faded, I was reminded I had to build myself up again. Refuel with the Word, and try it again. I had to constantly remind myself that I was worthy because when I didn’t, I would feel dead on the inside again.

Every day I feel somewhat dead.

Every day I have to revive myself with reminders of love and worth.

Every day a dark cloud tries to form.

Every day I push the darkness away with affirmations and prayer.

Every day I feel down.

Every day I feel a little stronger.

Everyday the enemy attacks.

Every day my God keeps me safe.

I’ve struggled so much with self-love because I was raised not knowing that my value is in my existence. I am loved because I am. People in my life come and go but that doesn’t change who I am. I am loved. If I am not loved by anybody else, not even myself, I am loved by God.

I am loved because of my existence. I exist because I am loved.

I remind myself of that every single day.

What have been some doubts and dark clouds that you’ve struggled with? How do you change your forecast? What brings light in your life? Please let me know in the comments below!

Turn Your Brightness Up!

#BeMagnificent🔆

My Identity in Him, Her, and Them

Until recently, I’ve been desperately searching for a sense of meaning while loneliness, hopelessness, and restlessness swallowed me whole. Sickness moved in as I began losing confidence in myself and the world around me. I lost my ability to interact with others as people have been become more apathetic and the notion of the United States is changing under my feet.

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Defining Self

Adulting is hard. Not “level two of Mario Bros.”-hard, more like “starting off on level one and moving on to the next board in a completely different game blindfolded”-hard. Adulthood is literally as scary and confusing as your teenage years were, but with the fear of failing and living under a bridge ramped up to 1000. Life’s hard.

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