Danielle
Saturday, February 1, 2014
Naked
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Five phases of a jobless Danielle
I want to repeat one word for you:
Leave.
Roll the word around on your tongue for a bit. It is a beautiful word, isn't it? So strong and forceful, the way you have always wanted to be."-Donald Miller
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Choose Happy
Monday, September 16, 2013
Are you absolutely positive?
I grew up in a very loving and supportive household. I was told that I was loved every single day but my response was always and still is, "Are you sure?"
I remember asking my mother that question and a few times and her reply was a little bit edgy, kind of frustrated, "Yes. Yes, Danielle. I love you." Then, because of my insecurity, my head was filled with thoughts like,"Oh no! She's mad at me!" when in reality she was just tired of constantly soothing my irrational fear that I had somehow found a way to remove her love.
I was never given a reason to be skeptical of her sincerity. I think I was born with uncertainty, with a craving for reassurance. I still maintain that I must have came out of the womb saying,"Hey....Are you guys sure you want me?..."
So this mindset has carried me through life; always prepared for people to take my provided scapegoat, giving everyone a second chance for them to retract their statement of love. Never truly trusting that I was capable of being loved unconditionally.
As of late, this distrust has been brought to light in reference to my relationship with Christ.
I've heard that He loves me, I know that He does, but I need to believe it in order to trust it.
As all of this was rambling through my head Sunday morning, I started writing and it spiraled off into the following:
'There are no conditions with this love. My love is deep, my love is of the purest motive. My love is for the person you were, the person you are, and the person I am creating you to be.
My love is extravagant, overflowing with security and unending grace. My love needs no reassurance for I made you who you are with a purpose.
Don't doubt my work, don't refuse the peace I am offering you with the promise that you are exactly who I want you to be. I have made you aware of the brokenness that surrounds you to fulfill your calling.
I have allowed your situations and circumstances to further my kingdom. Who better to usher in the lost than those who remember so vividly the times when they themselves refused my covering?
Beloved, trust in Me. Trust in who I say you are, in what I've called you to be.
I have seen your engrained perversity, the darkest parts of your being and still I am here waiting. Waiting for you to accept this divine love, to take hold of the promises I have for you.'
I don't know what this is or where it came from but I do know that when I read it back, I felt loved.
And I didn't even question it.
Because Your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise You. - Psalm 63:3
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Bleach
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Daddy's little girl
Friday, November 9, 2012
This is not a suggestion
And so beloved, when you are so weak and so vulnerable but relying upon me, then you are made truly strong. So lose your life, my child. Dare to lose your life and you shall gain that higher thing which is life and peace and communion in me."- 'Journal of the Unknown Prophet'
To those of you who don't know me, I don't hate people. I have faith that most are good and truly do have good intentions. It's not hard for me to love those who despise me because of my faith or those who don't understand my reasoning. It's not a struggle for me to love souls from any walk of life.
But there is one person on this earth that I absolutely hate.
Not like a playful or exaggerated hate like, "Oh my gosh, I hate mushrooms." This isn't just a strong dislike or preference. This hate is a burning in my belly, like a "We better not meet in a back alley" kind of hate. I hate his character, I hate his intentions. I hate that I allowed him to take parts of my heart and I hate that the pieces he left for me are still broken and in need of restoration. This festering hate has been present for several years. I've been gripping this grudge for so long my hands ache...
Two months ago The Big Man upstairs told me I have to love him...
And I said no.
In my stubbornness I told the God of all creation that I didn't trust Him with that part of my heart and I claimed that I could fix this on my own. I disobeyed and completely ignored what He commanded all of us to do... To love. Needless to say, he didn't agree with my answer and has continued to pursue the shattered pieces that I have been unwilling to give up.
"Having purified your souls by your obedience to the truth for a sincere brotherly love, love one another earnestly from a pure heart."(1 Peter 1:22)
When I first read this scripture I was blown away. Are you freakin' kidding me? I can't just say that I love him and get it over with? I have to want to love him? I have to love him from a heart that doesn't hold a grudge, a heart that has forgiven his offenses?... I have to love him in the way that Christ loves me?...
His love for humanity was so fierce that He died so we could be closer to Him, we have all rejected or failed Him at some point in our lives but He still runs after us. He wants to capture every heart, including the one I hate. His call to love wasn't a suggestion- I have to love with a furious love. I have to look past the wrongs and grow to forgive him and myself.
I do not love this man. Not yet, anyway. But I understand that I have to. I'll work on this forgiveness thing and strive to possess a pure heart that is being refined by Christ.
"And as you lay down your rights, beloved, and as you lay down the fear and the insecurity, and as you stop in your futile attempts to defend all you hold dear- so the torment shall cease and the peace shall arise and you shall find that that which you were unable to protect, when it is given into my hands- I will protect."- 'Journal of the Unknown Prophet'