What I Want To Be

"To be alone with me, you went up on a tree. I've never known a man who loves me."

It occurs to me, I care way too much about what people think. And really, none of it matters, because someday, they will be gone. And only He remains.
What a powerful thought.

So there are a tons of things that I make SO important that really aren't. For example, who cares about my stupid Facebook profile picture? or my clothes? or any of it?
I shouldn't.

Concentrating on what's important, on resting safely in God's hands, is the most important thing. Oh, how I wish my faith would not waiver so much. Will I feel this way tomorrow? I hope so.

I will hold what I can dear to my heart, and let the rest go by as it will. I have no control over anything but my own heart. And I will sing praises until my dying day, alleluia.

In this moment, God is very real to me. I see it in the strength of others, in the love my roommate shows me by praying for me when she should be sleeping before work.

And now, I am not scared of any of the things I have to face these days. A paper is just a paper. In the end, it will be inconsequential. I've forgotten my covenant with God- serve him, he'll take care of the rest.

There is so much love inside of me, and it is all Him.