When I was little, I remember praying to God for a lot of things. For my mom, for me to have more money, for my dad, for my little sisters, for my brother, my friends, my ups, mid owns. I remember doing it as I fell asleep or sometimes before I climbed into bed, I kneeled next to my bed, my elbows on the mattress, my hands clasped together, my head resting on my knuckles. I remember talking to Him. Someone I had never seen, never heard, but only believed in because my mom said praying to him would make things happen. Like magic. And he is magical, he is beautiful, he is amazing.
I had lost touch with him before I met EC. The weekend I met EC's family, I went to their Catholic church with them. That was the first time I had been to church since middle school. Still, I was skeptical to pray to him again. EC and I moved in together. Soon, we started praying over every meal. We talked to Him before everything we ate. I was moving closer to Him. And this weekend, He moved in me.
Writing this, my nose is stinging, I'm trying not to cry. The way he works in my life is so wonderful. I have never cried of happiness before meeting EC. Now I cry from being so happy all the time and right now I'm on the verge of tears thinking of EC's love and His love.
Back to this weekend. Every teacher had a bible verse, a message from God, attached to their choreography, running through their movement. Their classes allowed me to be closer to Him, inch by inch. At the end, Kobe allowed us free movement. Movement by dim lighting in a room full of like-minded people, a room without reservation, a place without limitations, free of judgement, full of His love.
Dancing for Him, He moved in me. I could feel Him talking to me. And I felt it. I felt His love; I felt it running through me. I felt the need to share it. To show others. To be the best person I could be for him, for me, for everyone I came across.
Brent from InterVarsity prayed for EC and my marriage. Our love will channel his love. My dance will channel his love. My creativity, my drive, my work will be driven by Him and His presence and His higher, almighty love.
Peace. Love. Dance.
P.S.
My sister is pregnant with a baby boy named Nicolas. He is due in June but I really hope he is born on my birthday: July 2nd. She's 18, like our mom was when she had me and I'd love their story to be similar. For me, she is so important at this moment. She is beautiful and she deserves love. She deserves my love because she and I have never been as close as we got last Winter Break and I don't want to leave her life ever again. EC and I want to support her to the fullest. We want to give her love with His love. He is so good and I know this baby will be blessed by God.
That's all. I love her so shout-out to her. <3
P.S.
My sister is pregnant with a baby boy named Nicolas. He is due in June but I really hope he is born on my birthday: July 2nd. She's 18, like our mom was when she had me and I'd love their story to be similar. For me, she is so important at this moment. She is beautiful and she deserves love. She deserves my love because she and I have never been as close as we got last Winter Break and I don't want to leave her life ever again. EC and I want to support her to the fullest. We want to give her love with His love. He is so good and I know this baby will be blessed by God.
That's all. I love her so shout-out to her. <3
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