earl grey would make my day

lately i have been quite torn between the concreteness of absolutes and the wonderment of relativity. oh to be so certainly self-assured of the black and whiteness of life. but it is the grey that allows for poetry. i am up and down and floating in between. i most certainly know where my hand ends and where my arm begins, but heaven forbid i should claim to know the difference between an handful and an armful. in this case, i teetered on recieving an earful for my greyish ways.

i am most certainly and forever thankful for the poignant wisdom of my sweet love in this case -- without his wisdom i might've given up the fight for all that is lovely and honorable and upright and pure... he said: (insert 'we' for 'you')

The bottom line is this: you are set apart by nature. You couldn't blend in even if you wanted to! You have the Father, and because of that, His love is lavished upon you, and because of that, His Strength compels you to follow in His footsteps. If you are loving Him and loving those around you ... everything else falls into place. That is the beauty of the good news. That is the message of freedom that the blood gives us. We are no longer bound by the laws of this world; WE ARE FREE PEOPLE in every way that matters! ... we are finally free to love, both those around us, and the Father! Who else can boast this?!?!?