i always used to think that if I was a better writer, a better drawer, a better singer, a better dancer. If only i were more talented. Then i could express all that my heart feels. All of my love, joy, sorrow, pain... but now i've come to the realization that words run out, colors are too few, melodies too simple, motion too limited.
Feelings cannot be explained so that others can completely understand.
i can never do enough so that my heart is turned inside out and others can comprehend what keeps me living each day. Never - not in a million years - can anyone understand, can i ever create something that explains.
But even though i know i can never express all that i desire to, i know that i must keep trying. Never giving up until the day i see Jesus. And then!... my soul will forget all sorrow, and it will be bursting with joy... my heart will be turned inside out and all the undiscovered colors, songs, and words that live inside of me will be set free! And the God of the universe! The Creater of creativity, of joy! He will listen to the song of my heart. Smile at the colors of my soul. Dance with me... perfecting all that is within me.
Can you imagine? All the pain of your soul being wiped away, and the sin encrusted on your heart scrubbed clean... so pure, so perfect, and yet nothing compared to God... And even though i am nothing, He wraps His arms around me, His daughter, and tells me how He loves me. i can't even imagine all of the feelings of fear, awe, joy, love, peace... better than a perfect spring day...
Oh how He loves us!
-written 2/23/2011-
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