There is a Love that stays, no matter what you’ve done.

And really, that should be all that matters….
this Love… a reason to be courageous, compassionate, adventurous…
A stable ground, when everything and everyone else leaves.

A reason to dream.

Courageous, compassionate, adventurous… i don’t want to forget. But it’s so easy to forget.

An everlasting pedestal is the cure for my anxiety. And Christ is that ground that lifts me towards dreaming.

I don’t want to stop dreaming. Yesterday, i almost stopped dreaming. I almost gave up on myself, too. I almost gave up on dreaming of adventure and love and family and home and courage and joy…. But, that’s exactly what the world wants me to do.

We want an excuse to stay the same.

I don’t want to stay the same… even though it’s easier.

I don’t want anxiety in my life. It makes me a brat. And it tears me apart. And I deserve better. I don’t deserve to be anxious.

And when I am filled, I can share what’s left over. And there’s a lot left over. Infinite piles…

There are people who need friends. There are animals that need to be cared for. There are orphans that need homes. There are plants and oceans that need to be respected. There is a Creation that wants and needs to be honored. And there is a G-d that wants to be Loved.

How He paints the skies, brushes the Spanish moss and how he wears down these Savannah homes in rustic warm beauty… is evidence of it.

Don’t forget who you are, Rachel. You are a mother, a sister, and a lover, even when you don’t feel like it. Even when you don’t, you can be.