I believe that God is ready to present you with new opportunities. He wants to open new doors before you. It doesn’t matter what’s happening in the world around you, God’s Word remains true!
Remember, in an instant, God can bring the right people into your life, the right opportunities, and the right resources to take you to a whole new level. Today, choose to keep an attitude of faith and expectancy. Begin to thank Him for the opportunities that are just ahead for you. Shut the door on fear and let God lead you by His peace through the door of opportunity He has prepared for you!
it was around three in the afternoon when i finally admitted it to myself. the confession dripped from my lips the way droplets of water would from a condensing cup of cooled h2o. it trickled slowly, but when the speck of truth made it out completely, it splashed along my reality and seeped through — taking over even my silliest of daydreams.
i close my eyes now and i see life for how it is. i imagine the number of miles structured in between you and me, and the truth is painful, for the fact that it’s so much more closer than home, but it feels as if it’s galaxies away. i take this fact and squeeze it into my nerves, so when i close my eyes, the erratic pulsations won’t intensify, so i won’t have to keep hearing the spaced syllables of your name in the language of my own body. of my own pulse.
i don’t even remember it, really. i don’t remember the exact moment when your goal to occupy the space under my layers of flesh and bone came to completion. i don’t remember you spreading so much into me that you’ve undertaken even my lungs. even my brain. would you leave if i asked you to? now that i know how tragic this all really is. how awful it is that i’ve allowed a boy whose mouth is bitten and warm to the majority of who i am.
i know for sure that you can no longer kiss my sad parts, in attempts to make them better. you can no longer hold me together through whispered words of reassurance, when i know now that you’ve pieced them together like lies made by the guilt-ridden accused. please stop making me feel the way you do. please get out of my heart and my head and out of my blood vessels. i’m sick of feeling like i can’t function when you’re not holding me together.
it’s over. the chase is up. the game is done. you can stop now.
please stop now.