“Keep seeking to love him and the next person that he places in front of you, and trust him to take care of the rest.”
whenever I get freaked out, I want to run away. but the truth is that even when you run away, u can’t escape your thoughts. you can’t just stop thinking about something because you’ve gone somewhere new. your soul doesn’t work like that. apparently.
the only way you can truly let go of something is if you intentionally release it and trust the man upstairs. it’s hard. honestly. but usually the things you want are pretty lame in comparison to what’s actually going to happen. so look at what’s right in front of you. and fully embrace it while it’s there. it might go away eventually. when it does, don’t sulk over it. release it and look up again to see the new thing in front of you. it’s a bittersweet process but that’s life for u.
last night I told my dad that the journey is just as important as the destination. and he was like, do you really think that’s true? the ending is pretty important. what he meant is that if eternity is real, then this current life is temporary, and thus, everything we do is expendable. we have to be willing to risk it all for the sake of the ending. how many causes would u would be willing to die for?
it’s easy to be an activist. it’s a lot harder to be a martyr.