Broken strings & Pretty things

The world, seen through a young girl's eyes.

Archive for the month “June, 2012”

The song of solitude.

Right now, I wholeheartedly believe that God is calling me to live life by myself right now; where I can solely focus on him.

In relationships I become so distracted, so consumed and to an extent, so obsessed. I forget all that is lovely about God and all the is wonderful in the world. My whole life gravitates around this one person, and my world becomes so distorted and transfixed on them, I’m unable to see anybody or anything else but them. Only when I am single am I able to fully be myself, and be able to actively live my life.

More so, in this solitude, I feel as if God has anointed me with so many different opportunities and wonderous gifts which I had never been bestowed with before. He has worked some serious magic in my broken and crippled life, and I feel like I can only repay him by relinquishing my whole life to him, rather than giving him that segment set aside when my loved one isn’t around.

No instead of searching for love, I will stop and stand in the presence of Love itself. Why surround myself in a love that is so artificial and imperfect when I can celebrate in the purest form of love itself? I want to submit to Christ with all my heart so that there will be no room for anything but His presence.
I know this won’t be easy, when I’m surrounded in a world that says you aren’t complete with a man at your feet, or a ring on your finger, but I know that this will have such wonderous benefits. When the time comes for me to blessed with a new love, I will be so much stronger, so much more competent of love, and so much more secure in God. When I next fall in love, it will all be all in His hands, rather than my childish conquests to seek approval from another.

If it’s meant to be, he’ll come to me.

I could sing of Your love forever.

Thank you for transforming this lump of coal of a girl into a diamond, shining for Your glory.

Simplistic inspirations.

Sometimes, I just sit and dream about the future: the people I will meet, the things I will see, and all that I am going to do.
It’s mind-blowing isn’t it? Right now people I don’t even know exist are breathing, awaiting the day our threads will cross in this vast tapestry of life. Places are laid out, criss-crossing and diverging where I will one day tread. Plans are unmade; strange incognitive ideas that I will one day fathom and shape my life around.

But until then, all I can do is dream, hope and know that, with the help of God, I’m going to experience things I never thought were possible.
I eagerly await the day these fabled dreams are going to become a stunning reality.

So close, but so far.

The end is so close in sight.

Let’s not lose focus.

You inspire me.

You’re my sunshine in the middle of the storm; my tranquility in the middle of the crashing thunder.
You’re my life jacket in the wallowing depths of desperation; my security blanket in the midst of insecurity.
You’re the burning melody in my heart; the lyrics which outline my lips.
You’re the eternal ticking in my mind; the thought that continues to resound when all else is gone.
You’re my stability in an ever-changing world; the one that causes me to pursue strength and perseverance.

You’re always here, always were and always will be.
It’s only you whom I can solely depend on.

‘There’s no time like the present.’

I personally find the present enthralling. It’s the idea that I have supreme control over everything I do. The way in which that I have the freedom to make all of these choices, and move from my mistakes. I don’t need to become trapped in my past and regrets, and I don’t have to be scared about the future, or worry about who I am going to become.

No, here in the present I can live my life to the fullest. I can move on from where I was, and set my eyes on where I’m going.
Here in the present, every second matters. Each action has a consequence, and each moment falls through my hands like sand.
Everything matters, right here, right now. Not then.

Right now, everything is happening. Everything is starting, and everything is changing.
To me, nothing is more exciting than that.

Something beautiful.

In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.”
You are a part of me; you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood.

I cannot function without you.

I can never judge you; I can only love you.

“Alys, I honestly don’t care what you have done. I don’t care that you left me. I don’t care that you disregarded me for those six months. I don’t care that you made those mistakes my darling. You’re still my beautiful and lovely girl whom I will continue to love no matter what you choose to do. I don’t care what you did. I don’t care that you hurt me. I forgive you. No matter how many times you choose to run away and lose your faith, I’m still here. Still waiting for you with my arms wide open for the day you return.

All I want to do is protect you, love you, and care for you. I never want you to think I’m holding you back. I have always wanted what was best for you, and I never want to make your life feel like it is a law you must obey. I’m sorry that following me made you feel as if you were a slave to my word, because that is not what it is intended for.

I know times have been so excruciating for you at the moment, and I know it has been so tough for you to carry on, but I can see how wonderful you are becoming as a result. You’re becoming so strong, so beautiful and so loving towards people, and it’s shaping you into a remarkable person. The pain won’t last much longer my darling, but I want you to know I’m here for you, carrying you wrapped up in my arms, even when it feels like there is no one in sight.

I  truly love you. Never forget that my dearest.”

I love you too Daddy.

I’ll sing for your success.

They’ll hate you if you’re pretty; they’ll hate you if you’re not.
They’ll hate you for what you know; they’ll hate you for what you don’t.
They’ll hate you if you take action; they’ll hate you if you hesitate.
They’ll hate you for what you lack; they’ll hate you for what you’ve got.
They’ll hate you if you fight back; they’ll hate you submit.
They’ll hate you for your strengths; they’ll hate you for your weaknesses.
They’ll hate you if you win; they’ll hate you if lose.
They’ll hate you in your joyousness; they’ll hate you in your sufferings.

They’re going to find a reason to not like what you’re doing. They’re going to use your perfections as flaws, and they’re going to find everything they can to turn against you. But darling, in the midst of all this hate and terror and pain, there is love. There is adoration and admiration for everything you do, everything you say and everything you are. Whilst the demons shriek for your suffering, everyone else is singing for your success. We all know just how amazing you are, and we all know that you’re going to achieve the very best, no matter what they try and say.
You may not be able to undo their hate, but you may as well give them something worthy of their hatred.

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