The Tugging At My Heart

23 Jan

Something special happened

Something wonderful. Something… devine

I had a talk with God

And He listened, or I listened to His response

Like the moment you know you are in love

And your heart skips a beat and you feel…

Lighter.

Lifted.

Only I became more in love with LIFE

and more confident in HIM

Which had a strange way of making me more confident in

ME

I feel like I am in love

And want to scream it from the highest mountaintop

Call me crazy

Or stupid

Or brainwashed

Or naiive

I am a believer in HIM

And want to live my life FOR him

Not for me

Or you

Or them

I prayed today

And felt a tug at my heart

And something

Someone

Somewhere

Told me to let it go

Let it roll right off my back

Let it fade

Because I am not alone in fighting these battles

These demons

These fears

And boy does it feel good to not feel so alone anymore

One Response to “The Tugging At My Heart”

  1. Grandma January 25, 2014 at 6:30 am #

    Marvelous! I am happy for you.

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