When the overwhelming blessings of God shower limitlessly and I can only feel undeserving. When tears are ready for a mass suicide jump, when heart beats are dismissing all soft of rhythm and beat and going in no order and when butter flies decide that my stomach is the best place for them to fly.
It is one of those moments when love and happiness are completely mixed with regret and blues.
And I think OH GOD how loving art though, and I think OH LORD don’t leave my by myself.
And I pray for steadfastness and for detachment, detachment from my shortcomings and my perception of what should and shouldn’t be, and pray to just be what He wants me to be and do what HE wants me to do.
It is one of those moments