There are many colors to choose. So many, I truly don’t know where to start. Let’s say I start with a recognizable movie title, “Lady sings the Blues”. Does this mean we associate the color blue with a life filled with drugs, depression, drama, gifts and talents that were used and abused? Or does it mean we color the day blue because of fear and hope intertwined that’s smoldering out a hopeless fire that’s never had an opportunity to burn.
All the fire inside heating up passion, that never gets a chance to ignite, from the gift of love. Love is there in us; we were created with love. Somewhere somehow, it was lost or never felt it was given. This is a hard one to figure out for most, yet simple for myself to think about.
May I ask a question? Do you love yourself? To love, we must know love. Love can’t be measured, only felt from a natural reaction when we act. The organic roots have been lying dormant attempting to root to find ways around roots that are connected and not growing love, joy, passion, peace and wealth. Only growing into a ball of confusion, if you don’t start pruning now, these roots will grow together, becoming one.
When we remain withdrawn from letting others into our life, we’re begging to find shelter elsewhere. We want to be comfortable in our own space. I understand, if it’s a place filled with love and you can’t wait to get there, if it’s a place to escape from reality and we make choices like drugs, alcohol, or letting others abuse us for sexual exploitation, male or female, remember, we always go back to reality. Even if we choose to live or die, either way, every knee shall bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord!
We must return home (reality) sooner or later.