Sunday 1 November 2015

She Doesn't Belong

Several moments before her wristwatch indicated the passing of one day and the birth of another, she let her mind fly in search of the memories she desired be brought to her....

Suddenly,  it came.
She didnt want to belong anymore.
Truth be told, she really never wanted to but she had refused to admit it because she wasn't sure if her nonchalance was good.

It turns out, it was.

Diminished was every other thing's worth and allure. For quite sometime she'd realised that after Him nothing could really matter more. The distractions were countless and the haters merciless. Several addictive habits struggled to keep her in their clutches, because if they trapped her long enough they knew her mind and heart would need crutches -
But none of it worked. She pulled through. She let go of all the weighty emptiness to faithfully embrace hope.

The hope that she would not only be wise but that she'd consciously let love replace her eyes.

The hope that in place of every tear would be ten reasons to rejoice.

The hope of the higher calling that goes far beyond this sphere...

The hope that His truth and love would be so vividly expressed, that it obliterates every fear.

She didn't want to belong. She was already owned.
And all she really wanted was for her owner's name and truth to be known.

------------------------ Happy New Month to You and Happy New Year to me.  ðŸ˜ŠðŸ˜‰

xxx, Kwiksie  ðŸ’—

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