Written September 8th, I just didn't have internet access =b
To know what true love is, and to be incapable of experiencing it is more than torture. For what ever reason, God has blessed me with an unexplainable understanding of love. With this, comes the pain of watching something so beautiful, be torn apart by society. With it comes the pain of watching my family and friends abuse this amazing gift, and being unable to do anything about it. My understanding seems useless in the end. What can I do to stop what is so widely accepted as love? How can I end this tradition of fake connections, and counterfeit oneness? All of my attempts at explaining what I know have been passed off as “a lack of understanding”. I have a passion. A passion that has been bashed and doubted constantly since the day I attempted to stand up for it. Why is t so hard for others to understand what love once was? My generation cannot imagine a world where divorce is rare, and family comes first. I weep for those who have accepted the lies. I pray for those who cannot see what has been done to our world.
1 comment:
This blog is brilliant! If it is any consolation to you, there are some of this generation that doesn't believe love as the thing the world paints it as. In fact, very few of my friends are deceived about it. As a consolation to myself, it's nice to know other young people out there aren't all as gullible. Keep on believing in what God tells you. It's a great gift to be given wisdom from God.
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