The Power of Love

With the transition of power in our United States, and knowing what’s been promised; I sometimes feel frightened and powerless.

I pray I keep my focus on God and the power of love. I pray I do not focus on people with addictions to power and greed.

I want to be a source of love as well as be nourished in love. I want to act within the source of love.

Often, love is not fuzzy and warm.

I find love in caring for myself. I find love in listening to others without my own agenda. I find love in being listened to without an interruption. I find love is not accepting inappropriate behavior. And, I realize my love may mean putting on my protest pants when I see the vulnerable mistreated.

When I ask God for help to speak my truth in love, God comes through. Before I speak my truth, I wrestle with my concern. I journal about it. (I write my journal to God who listens and listens and listens.) I write how I see my reality. I write how I feel. I write what I want to happen.

Yes, writing helps me see my true reality. Writing helps me know what I want. Writing gives me words to share my truth. Writing gives me courage to speak.

When I speak my truth in love, I don’t know what will happen; however, I trust God to be in the process and the outcome.

I have found I couldn’t have predicted the outcomes of my truth; however, the outcomes becomes life-giving.

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