Love Always Wins

It was a trying day. A day that stalks your patience, your peace, strength and stamina. It was the morning  after the Presidential debate. My emotions ran high like a tsunami wave, and pacing and fretting only worsened my heightened condition. I fired up right fast SOS prayers for help, for deliverance from this anxious state. Help me please! I am undone! I cannot believe this is happening in the USA! The clock ticked fear, text messages on the cell pinged doubt and the news on the television shoveled worry into my disheveled being. I practiced taking those long inhales of faith, of courage, and the thoughts continued their relentless assault.

Later that night, after much hand-wringing and fretting, I lay on the floor to stretch out the pain. And to pray. Did you hear me today? I know you did, but I'm not feeling the relief.  How do we step through all this with peace? My pleas met with silence and I closed my tired eyes.

In spite of all appearances to the contrary, God has a plan for this bankrupt world...This earth of ours, He still wants as a theatre for His grace and glorious direction.

~Helmut Thielicke~ 

My eyes shuttered open. And what hugged the ceiling above my quaking body caused those shivers to spill all over the carpet, a puddle of released doubt seeping through cracks of trepidation. My husband's birthday balloon now void of its white curly ribbon, this symbol of happiness and joy, it gifted me clarity in that moment. I forgot to choose you! I forgot to grab for joy! I forgot to trust you!

And the following day I noticed the balloon had drifted a little further across the ceiling. A trailing tweet from above. Forming a mental note to make love choices this day, vowing to curb the inner qualms with truth, I stepped into the unknown, aiming for the right target this time.

#Love Trumps fear # Love Trumps hate #Love always wins