I see you and my heart goes out to you. I see your anger. But anger is just a surface emotion. Possibly covering deep sadness and disappointment? Frustration?
I wish I could give you a giant hug.
I stay away because I feel like you all don’t want me there as I am. Not because I don’t want to be there.
I feel like that’s the same with God. If you invited me back into your heart, you would experience my love right away because I couldn’t wait to show and remind you right away that I mean what I am saying right now. But you inviting me back wouldn’t change how I feel about you. Just like the parable of the dancing Father, all of my love is and has and always will be here without reserve.
I wake up every day hoping this will be the day all will stop separating themselves from me.
Just like Jesus said: Give me your best shot – ignore me and worse – and I still don’t stop loving you.
I know you don’t understand what you’re doing. I’m not offended.
I just want you to be free.
