my love is not even my own to choose to give, but it's in this pouring that I live, latching on to something bigger than myself. To remain in my Father's love, that I must obey the commands to give love to my neighbor.
Joy is only complete when remained in the Father. It isn't given by a spouse, a friend, a mentor, or family, alcohol, drugs, roller coasters, a double rainbow, a real life Transformer, being able to fly,and/ sex. It's given by God. Happines...s, like everything else in this worlds is fleeting. Like a light bulb, it burns out. It's a single moment that can't define who you really are. Joy is something bigger. It's unfading and unchanging, upon it's creation by the Father. Joy is also freely given. You just have to meet your end of the command. It's the ultimate oppertunity. It's the thrill and chil. The ultimate bargain for the wise and not the simple. The living and not the dead. The giving and the seeking. It's not just passionate, but it's compassionate. It's sacrificial living and loving with sincerity. The substantial plea, and the clarity people try to do anything for. It's the blessing given to the giving. It's the resounding of the saving grace for those who use their lives to deliver the good news. Happiness isn't a transitional package in an unnatural world. We lost that. Don't fight for what's not here, but left at our own despense. Not in suffering. Not right now. Joy is the real identity, unbroken reality because of a sacrifice, once dead and now alive. The chains are gone. So grab unto the Father and hold on. Hold on loved ones. Hold restless. The chains are gone. The pain will soon subside. Don't grad what you can. Make yourself known to the plans. Take the stand. Hold on. The time is near. Don't fear the unfulfillment. Your joy will be complete. Just please. Drop the waste at your feet and hold on.
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