take me with you.

enjubobenju:

I am ragged, but God knows best the people to stitch me with.
I am at a loss for words, but God has books and pages and verses and His end of prayers for me to mull over.
I am the farthest thing from love, but God is in me and He won’t stop budding in the lightest parts of this temple He has made.
I am finding my path, navigating, pleading courage to speak and to act and to break from this world, stretching, changing, falling into God-shaped holes, asking Him to come fill them permanently, running, asphyxiating, running again, but always I am home and I am taken care of, because God.

of course

it’s

not

easy.