
I've worn the mask far too long. I was rejected recently. I chose someone but I wasn't chosen back. For someone who put brick upon brick and enclosed herslef in,who uses doubt as a map and who panics at every decision from how I want my coffee prepared to whether or not I really am going back to school, the beautiful thing about choosing someone whole-heartedly but not being chosen back is that I finally made a choice. I was brave and bold and I made a faith-filled choice. There was no room for doubt. I befriended clarity and I chose this person with all their strong suits and every thing I was aware that they lacked. I was willing to give my whole heart and such a thing is quite rare. Such a thing is a most precious act and such a thing gives us our power back.
I submit to you and encourage you, take off the mask. Let authenticity be your map through this thing, this life and capture the power that your heart makes in just making a decision whether the decision is reciprocated or not. All in.
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