Gosh if i could describe how powerful the love of God is, this probably wouldn't do it, but it's 1 am time, no jetlag but still lying awake with nothing but pure anxieties - i'm not good left with my own head but tell me, these days who is?? It's the lies in disguise that looked so much like truth, like 'feeling' invisible, like 'feeling' like a disposable international, like 'feeling' understood but not loved, but isn't real truth the only one that can counter lies, that reassures, that gives ultimate affirmation & freedom - & truth is Jesus. & Jesus is here. Seen or not seen, heard or not heard, i'm blinded by my own ungrounded fears, i can only hear what i tell myself, that is until His love penetrates every wall i build for myself. that is until i learn to feel it & to believe it, that it's true, His love is real.