A love so pure
Like a child's laugh
So gentle yet so genuine
So calm yet so deep
So peaceful yet meaningful
Her stare stays too long
So magical; almost a like ferry tale
A love so innocent and prepossessing
~ they ask why I write about love,
What else is there to write about?
I've been a little MIA lately, because I've been home for nearly two months helping an ill family member (except a quick week in NYC). This year, I will be between Dubai and Birmingham as the rest of my family and I help out while my aunt goes through cancer treatment. Posts may be a little iradkic, but they definitely won't stop. Instagram is my creative outlet and visual diary for all the beautiful places I've been, yummy things I've eaten, and the outfits I've loved. #cancersucks#familyfirst#tagtheartist @mcmcbhm
I write this to remind you, you are on a journey; and quite frankly the only one who knows what’s in store~ both good and bad, is the same one who accepts you with arms wide open when the cruelty from the world and the consequences of your own mistakes have dirtied your gown.This journey no doubt will have its bumps- HELL, even valleys, in which you’ve lost your glass shoes and broken your crown.
You’ve gotten in fights with lions and bears which yes, resulted in broken nails, however my love, that does not change who you are. You are a daughter of the living King. You are the soil the moon and everything in between. Despite the scratches from your journey your skin will always reflect the glow from the sun which our God put in the sky to light up your days. The blood that you have shed is not in vain and the tears you have cried is as powerful as a heavy rain -yet just precious enough that God keeps count of them.You yourself are as precious as a lamb because THE LAMB came and made away ....so princess
Straighten your crown keep your head high and know that your battle scars make you attractive, and the journey you are on makes you unique. May the glitter in your eye never fade and the sparkle of your smile never dim, for
you are handcrafted, beautifully and the wondrously made.
full of purpose.
Darling, I know that the waves have drowned you and you feel unable to stand but may you find your rest with Christ at the centre;
Despite the pounding sound of forlorn silence
Despite the rush of water filling up your lungs
Despite losing the feeling of your toes gripping the sand
Despite the tide pulling you farther and farther away from the shore, away from the comfort;
Because this is where you wanted to be ~deeper and without borders.
So daughter and fellow sister let go float in the waters of your tears and your distress float in your beautiful mess and experience your Father also become your Saviour.