As she remembered her first memories of her own father being that of his arms wide open asking her to come into them a smile overwhelmed her face, but would those same hands remain open with love or would her hesitancy to dive into his love prove to be a natural instinct of protecting her irreplaceable heart. There is a girl, a beautiful and talented, granddaughter, daughter, mother, friend who has experienced heartbreak and abandonment and abuse that would make you cry, and she’s changing cycles of neglect and abandonment in her family, in the world, replacing these with love and sacrifice.
hope | sacrifice | love
My insides feel a bit torn apart, my mind is exhausted and my emotions shot as I’m overwhelmed with the heartbreak that new and old friends have experienced. It’s one thing experiencing pain in one’s own life, but to witness the injustices and pain others have had to walk through, is something altogether different. I want to change things, I want to change cycles of abuse and destruction, I want to punch some people in the face, but that would prove unfruitful for sure; I want to adopt children and make people open their hearts to know Christ and His love but I can’t. I can love. I can pray. I can be available. I can serve. I can give up my selfishness. But Christ is the only savior, He is our only hope.