“Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.”
― Rumi
The dance of life is always hard to do. Life can break you open. It can test you to your deepest core. Others judge your inner core by their belief's and try to make it so you fit into their mental box for you. We are never free when we try to accept others by our own belief's. We trap ourselves into controlling life and God.
Tearing the bandage off is like pulling off the scab where it hurts again. We do this in our lives by living in past hurts and pain. We grieve and wear our sorrow like a bandage because life is not the way we want it to be. Our hopes and expectations were not met. We grieve as if we are able to control our lives and it is not us but divine will and our choices that shape what we do and where we go.
We go where we are needed, and dance in the middle or our battles in the dance of life. The ins and outs, the ducks, the hits and misses. The times we have failed and the times we have done right. We dance in our own blood when we hurt so bad and still try to stay living because God still wants us here. We keep fighting because we know there is a purpose to us being here.
We may not be anyone special or seem to do things right but we are a beloved one of God. All of us are special and all of us are sons and daughters of God who yearn for our father. Yet a father has to be rough on his children to get them to understand what he is teaching them at times. People hate us, and we hate them. We forget about love for ourselves and others.
We are stereotyped to be judged by others who never get to know us. We are treated with bigotry, judged by our sex, and dance in the pain of our life and our blood. We have people not like our country so they do not like us. They do not like our religion or are so inflexible we are judged by our beliefs. We are never accepted as what we truly are the sons and daughters of God who are trying to find their Father.
The freedom happens when we realize we have always had what we are searching for but never knew how to reach God. The freedom is knowing his love is there no matter what happens in our lives. We are all loved no matter who or what we are. After all God's freedom is living in his love not trying to control our lives.
― Rumi
The dance of life is always hard to do. Life can break you open. It can test you to your deepest core. Others judge your inner core by their belief's and try to make it so you fit into their mental box for you. We are never free when we try to accept others by our own belief's. We trap ourselves into controlling life and God.
Tearing the bandage off is like pulling off the scab where it hurts again. We do this in our lives by living in past hurts and pain. We grieve and wear our sorrow like a bandage because life is not the way we want it to be. Our hopes and expectations were not met. We grieve as if we are able to control our lives and it is not us but divine will and our choices that shape what we do and where we go.
We go where we are needed, and dance in the middle or our battles in the dance of life. The ins and outs, the ducks, the hits and misses. The times we have failed and the times we have done right. We dance in our own blood when we hurt so bad and still try to stay living because God still wants us here. We keep fighting because we know there is a purpose to us being here.
We may not be anyone special or seem to do things right but we are a beloved one of God. All of us are special and all of us are sons and daughters of God who yearn for our father. Yet a father has to be rough on his children to get them to understand what he is teaching them at times. People hate us, and we hate them. We forget about love for ourselves and others.
We are stereotyped to be judged by others who never get to know us. We are treated with bigotry, judged by our sex, and dance in the pain of our life and our blood. We have people not like our country so they do not like us. They do not like our religion or are so inflexible we are judged by our beliefs. We are never accepted as what we truly are the sons and daughters of God who are trying to find their Father.
The freedom happens when we realize we have always had what we are searching for but never knew how to reach God. The freedom is knowing his love is there no matter what happens in our lives. We are all loved no matter who or what we are. After all God's freedom is living in his love not trying to control our lives.
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