From the Beginning

Love.

God is love.

Perfect love, real love.

Love is too much to understand.

It's blood.

It's reckless sacrifice.

Love is throwing yourself into the unknown,

hoping it doesn't swallow you

but counting the risk of such a thing minute.

So often love is painful.

So why are we driven to it?

In such a confused state as the one of being man,

the race is driven to destroy.

Intentions may be Heavenly,

but our actions of Hell.

A mode of being that retreats into itself,

that escapes away from itself,

that obsesses with darkness,

or turns to any hope of happiness.

At war with the mind itself,

at war with the entirety of nature.

Apathy, rage, passion,

peace, bliss, ambition

knowledge, wealth,

survival.

Consumed.

Mysterious,

to find love in the midst of it all.

Love that shines in sacrifice,

complete surrender of oneself for the sake of another.

Love that heals,

comforts,

protects,

drives us.

A fire inside that becomes everything,

That defines reality.

An evidence of the divine in the shadow of corruption.

God is love.

This is what was given.

Grace in love. Forgiveness,

Over and over.

A heart to stay in time with His,

Wisdom.

Goodness.

Truth.

Peace.

Hope.

Light.

Power.

A plan.

And I am overwhelmed with You