#verses
I know it’s hard to believe right now, but there will come day when you will walk into your bathroom, casually glance at yourself in the mirror, and realize with a start that there aren’t purple circles under your eyes.
You’ll start thinking, and realize that you didn’t cry yourself to sleep last night. Come to think of it, you haven’t cried yourself to sleep in a while.
You’ll look down, and your hands won’t be shaking.
You’ll stare at your reflection and won’t hate what you see.
Then you’ll walk out of your house, and start conversing with a neighbor, before remembering that even talking to a close friend used to be a struggle.
Maybe you’ll even go out to eat with some friends, and (plot twist!) actually enjoy your food, forgetting the calorie count that used to strangle the life out of you.
You’ll sit in church, singing your favorite hymn, remembering only vaguely the times you sat in that very same place doubting the existence of a God you now know as a father and friend.
Because that’s the funny thing about healing- you never realize that it’s happening. Then one day, you look back to see that God was answering your prayer before you even asked him to. When you were still crying out in pain, God was moving and your heart was changing.
I promise you brothers and sisters, your laughter will block the sadness you once felt suffocating you. Your confidence will overcome the insecurities that used to burden you. Your praises will prevail over your doubts. Your God will show up, and the forces of darkness will flee before his power. Love will grow in your heart, slowly but surely, to blossom and overflow within you.
Beloved, where you are now is not the end of the story. Hold onto your faith, and continue in your prayers. The Lord has worked all things together for your good. It will happen slowly, but little by little the light will come back into your life… And the light always wins over the darkness in the end.
“And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ.” Philippians 1:6
-31Women (Beth)
Não é por ti que vivo,
Não foi por ti que fui feito,
Mas o que tenho, sinto,
Então dou-te o meu respeito,
Mas eu não sou rico,
Em amor, coração no peito,
Reconhecimento é o meu pico,
Mas julgamento é a que estou sujeito.
Vives em águas passadas,
Longe da realidade,
Lembras-te de mil álvoradas,
Mas perdes a sanidade,
Com as ideias erradas,
Do que é dedicação e lealdade,
Perdes noções exatas,
Tornas-te relatividade.
Mas eu estou…,
De olhos bem abertos,
Peso pesado na ignorância dos espertos,
Uma mente fechada no nascer dos fetos,
Longe do nada, do tudo e dos certos.
És senhor do teu olhar, do teu egoísmo,
Ancestral no seu picar, perdido no abísmo,
De uma Era ultrapassada,
Mente deveras desregulada,
Caminhante da calçada,
Dos traídores pela calada.
Não sei se vais bem com o impacto das palavras,
Mas que te saiba bem o fogo em que ardes,
Pondera antes de idolatrares ideias parvas,
Perdidas, esquecidas, relembradas pelas larvas.