If you read through any of my blog, there is a resounding theme that permeates throughout most of my posts - hope beyond all measure or rationale. However, I would be the first to say that I am not the most religious person on the face of the earth. Simply stated, my faith lies somewhere in between. Ironically, I need structure for all things in my life, but for whatever reason, despite years of haphazardly searching, I have come to some sense of peace about my spiritual lack of direction. But there are times where I must admit I am blatantly defensive about my "faithlessness" when put to the test. My faith is my own, and despite not looking like anyone else's, I think it is beautiful. I suppose that's precisely the reason why people say not to talk about religion in public!
We all know that of the three, though, love is the greatest. Without love, there is no space for faith or hope, and at the end of the day, I think we could all learn to love just a little more. What would happen if we simply opened all of our hearts and poured them out for the world to see? My heart is crying so loud, but sadly, no one can hear it but me. Perhaps that's for the best...but in what world is it acceptable to have a timeless love with someone you can't find? I am plagued by nightmares of never hearing from him again, never knowing what happened. A year of loving someone in such a pure and organic way cannot end like this; it just can't.
I Need to Know by Kris Allen
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