The rays of another sunset hit my face and I feel myself taking a deep breath. Even in the pain, even in the lows, even in the hard work and exhaustion, I realize, for a moment, that while we may have days that we wouldn’t want to relive, we have days. We have days of health, days of hope, days of joy, and days of love. Even in the rough patches, I may not feel like it all the time, but I do know for one thing I am loved.
Every day is such a beautiful gift. Even though there are some things I wish I could change, I can’t help but feel so overwhelmed-so overwhelmed by the fact that the God of the universe loves me and cares for me and is fighting for me. It’s as though I have rediscovered a familiar love, a love that gives without expecting anything in return, a love that persists, a love that even when you leave, waits for you day by day and comes towards you with welcoming and joyous arms when you return, a love that will leave everything just to spend one moment with you, a selfless love, a love that can’t be put into words.
That is what I have. And, with that, life feels like a dream. He has given me more than I ever deserved. It leaves me feeling overwhelmed. This is why I praise Him. This is why I breathe. This is why I give so much of myself…because He has given me life, a new life, that is the sweetest, most beautiful gift in all the earth.
These are my Midnight thoughts.