May The Force

Often I think we need to stack our Lego block of a life better. I'm not sure how that works though.

Shout it out. Make it loud.

So often we make choices that turn us away from our direction. The one we chose because we felt like that's what we needed to do. Sometimes it's because the direction we're supposed to go has changed. Sometimes it's simply because we've changed what that focus should be.

How do we get back there ... on the road we left ... on the track that lead where we needed to go ... in the direction we need to head ... ???

We have to remember those friends who are in our life that confront us on those decisions. We have to remember the friends who love us. We simply have to remember where we were going.

And then reach for those dreams again ... those goals ... that life.

Until we do .... we are lost. Until we do ... we stumble easier.

May God speak to your heart and love on you today.

Remember this . . . I love you. You are loved!

So I'm struggling

I'm struggling tonight. I'm struggling with honesty. I'm struggling with lack of honesty. I'm struggling with the fact that when I'm honest you want me to be less than honest. And I can't handle that.
When you're honest with me and I confront you with honesty. It's because I love you. If I didn't love you, I would continue to listen and not say anything about what you've told me. I'd let it slide. But because I love you we talk. I get honest.
Then what do you do . . you go to people who let it slide and never really talk and discuss what you're dealing with. You ignore me. You no longer want to talk.
Really? I understand that you're trying to fill a need. I understand that you're missing something. I understand that you want to blame it on some reason or another.
Want to know the truth? No, you really don't.
Or you'd still be talking to me.
But here it is anyway, because you've not read this far.
You are seeking your own pleasure, not something bigger.
You brag to get attention.
You want people to know that you're screwing up but don't want to hear their honesty.
You blame the fact that your dad beat you, you didn't have parent's, you mom was an alcoholic, etc etc etc, but the blame you want to give is solely yours. You're making the choice because you want to.
It's time to grow up and accept your responsibility in your decisions.
And yes, my tweet was directed toward you. Oh wait, you haven't read this far.
Know this. I love you. I want you to discuss what you're doing because I love you.
You were meant for something so much bigger.
Do you dare talk now? Or have I pissed you off even more?
YOU are loved. You ARE loved. You are LOVED. YOU ARE LOVED!
Even though my words may be harsh. I STILL LOVE YOU!