I choose Love

Over and over again. Even when I stumble and fall, when I find myself in hatred, there always comes a moment where I lift my eyes to the sky and remember. There is no other way.

I choose Love, because I choose myself and I am love.

I choose to see beyond my pain and fall on my knees when God’s grace lights up my tender heart.

My bleeding wounds sometimes prevent me of seeing this beauty, but I know, it is never far. No matter how far I have seemingly wandered, a blink of an eye and it’s here, I am here.

The only way out is in and through these cracks in my braking heart the devouring love of this existence pours into me.

I’m just gonna keep braking my heart open. Because I choose Love.