#evening muse

But the truth, is that real love requires maximum effort. It’s a beautiful uphill battle in which you surrender your soul to lie directly in the middle of the battlefield, catching bullets aimed at the other one’s heart. And I believe Christ depicted this beautifully when He entered the war of this world, Pleading in Gethsemane that the cup of wrath pass Him by, Yet with tears in His eyes and blood in His hair, He looked down from the cross with only mercy in His heart at those who had hung him like a painting, The paper of His canvas crumpled and torn. Look into the dark glass of the misty eyes that saw screams of desperate souls in their reflection, And you will see a mind that decided That if becoming art was the price, He would stand in our place at the gallery.

Whenever I was going through a tough situation, I had a tendency to yell at God, "Well? Where are You?!" Every single time, He has brought me through. And in the stillness, He said, "Right here". See, we forget that God is all around us. He is joined to our very spirit. Where can I go from the presence of the Lord? For even in the depths, He is there.