The Greatest Love Song

No matter how big the struggle, you are never alone. No matter how big the loss, you are loved. No matter how far the fall, you never have to earn grace. He is by your side. All the time.

By Your Side- Tenth Avenue North

Why are you striving these days
Why are you trying to earn grace
Why are you crying
Let me lift up your face
Just don't turn away

Why are you looking for love
Why are you still searching as if I'm not enough
To where will you go child
Tell me where will you run
To where will you run

And I'll be by your side
Wherever you fall
In the dead of night
Whenever you call
And please don't fight
These hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you

Look at these hands and my side
They swallowed the grave on that night
When I drank the world's sin
So I could carry you in
And give you life
I want to give you life

Cause I, I love you
I want you to know
That I, I love you
I'll never let you go

Mountains to Ant Hills

Right now, I want so badly just to blog away all my thoughts. I want to type them all out so that maybe they'll leave my head. I know that probably won't happen.. but I'm definitely going to give it a shot. Lately, I've come to realize that life is a whole lot bigger than I'd like to think it is. Life is more than your problems, your struggles, the things that keep you awake at night. We aren't on this big ole world for no reason. We have a purpose. I'm not exactly sure where I'm going with this but I do know where I would like for it to end up... so bear with me. No matter what a person looks like on the outside, they've got some sort of battle going on. Whether its trying to break a habit, trying to move on from the past, or simply trying to make it through the day.. we've all got something we're fighting. Sometimes these struggles can seem so big. They can absolutely tear you apart. Recently I've been struggling with letting go of some things. Although I know it's the right thing for me, It is just so unbearably hard to let go of something that I have become so accustomed to. I've been so strong, yet at times I have been so so weak. It has kept me up, it has followed me around, and it almost changed me completely.. until I woke up one day and realized this: when I'm 35 or 5o or whatever age and married with children, this mountain that I am climbing will look alot like an ant hill. I'll definitely look back on it and reflect.. right now I'm not sure how I'll look back on it.. being negative or positive or nostalgic or compassionate.. but I do know that I am going to be okay. This mountain isn't as big as it seems and I am positive that I will still struggle sometimes, but this too shall pass.