The heart of a woman

Tell me I'm lovely

That I'm worth the fight.

or more, worth the wait.

Will you forget me when I'm gone?

If my lips are shut

and my hands can no longer write

if we're far apart

Will I quickly fade from your mind?

What if you couldn't know

What if you couldn't see

What if the road ahead was all twisted and turned

With no encouragement from me -

would your love remain?

Day after day you remarked on my worth

Treasured me and gave me your word.

You called me a princess

said that you'd go the distance

And in this moment I wonder

if I'm really worth it.

My sister said it before me,

I echo a similar cry,

"Place me like a seal over your heart,

like a seal on your arm;

for love is as strong as death -

unyielding as the grave."

And in return I long to hear

what my brother said to her,

"You have stolen my heart,

my sister, my bride;

you have stolen my heart

with one glance of your eyes."

Would the love you claimed remain?
Or do I wait for when
a truer love comes my way

I guess that feels like the ultimate love story to me...the love that grows even after I'm gone, when I'm out of sight, or far away. An enduring love that stands the test of time and space - like a wild fire that cannot be tamed; like the rain that can't be kept from falling to the earth.

- A

Acceptance

Acceptance.

It doesn't mean you've "moved on" or even that you've "gotten over it"

No, it's not that at all.

Acceptance is more than that, it's a deep assurance in your spirit that senses God's presence in the midst of the chaos and heartache.

Acceptance.

It isn't that you've "fallen out of love"

No, I love too deeply to ever fall out of it.

In fact, I may love even deeper in this acceptance, because it's when you seek out the other's higher good.

Acceptance.

It is when bitterness ceases. It is when we forgive. It is when we love purely. It is when we show genuine affection.

Acceptance.

It is when with open hands and outstretched arms we allow God in and allow Him to heal.

Acceptance.

It is fondly looking back on the past and knowing that though the present is difficult to figure out and the future is clouded at best, everything in this life happens for a reason.

Acceptance.

Maybe of circumstance, but perhaps more of God.

Acceptance of His love.

Acceptance of His sovereignty.

Acceptance of His heart for us.

Acceptance.

It is an acknowledgement of all elements of your heart:

- The love still etched in deep into you

- The confusion, the loss

- The assurance that in the love, in the pain, and in the heartache, you feel God has a wonderful plan in store.

- The surrender of your heart and all of it's emotions to the throne of the King, knowing that that is the safest place for your heart to be.

Acceptance.

Brings healing, hope, and perhaps more love than you knew was possible.

Acceptance.

"But I trust in you, O Lord; I say, 'You are my God.' My times are in your hand"

- Psalm 31:14-15

- A

Reason Number One: Location

What if you shared the same passion

Shared the same heart

Were compatible

Had overwhelming love for God and each other,

Just one thing came in the way...

Location.

What if everything else was what you had hoped for.
Every other aspect you shared.
If you found that you and them, your spirits,
were made of the same thing.

Yet just one thing came in the way...

Location.

What if no matter how hard you prayed,

It seemed like nothing would change.

And no matter what you could say,

God's face stayed the same.

And you wish one thing was different...

Location.

And you think of the ways, it could work

But it all seems impossible now.

You're convinced their memory of you will fade

That your love, they'll forget...

Yet, you still wish that'd some day you'd find your way to the same

Location.

Then as each moment passes, one day after the next...
They simply move on, but from your life they're still missed
In no time at all,
they've found somebody new
And you wonder if what separated you was really just
Location.

- A

Calling out to Father on those Other kinds of days.

Some days are better than Others

Others just hurt

I've been circling around asking questions

And I'm lower than the dirt

There are only two things I ask...

the first, to carry out Your plans

But the second, dare I say,

Is something I can't have

A hoarders dream house

Is the sad labyrinth of my mind

I'm imprisoned by circumstance,

Impossibilities, pain and time.

Like a wretched little girl,

Whose lost her best friend,

They talk of replacements

But that hurts worse in the end

There's only two things I ask for,

God, only two

I'd do anything to prove it...

I'd do anything

I'd do anything for you...

Just please Father, if there is any way

Please hear my cry

Please see my heart

I don't understand anymore

- A