this is the real

i am crying.

not with despair.

with hope.

hope.

because that's what is true, what is real. what we're made for.

i'm drawn to despair. to comfort it, to heal, to love.

this is the fire burned in me. this is the desire within me.

God gave me my heart, my life. My passion is for Him. to be like Jesus.

And His message was filled with Love. and mine should be too.

I'm so imperfect. with Jesus I can be strong enough to love.

to love as i have been loved by my God. love, without an agenda. without conditions.

real Love. real Care. real Understanding.

this is what i scream on the inside. someday it will all come out.