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my super power is love

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For the last few years, I stopped talking about my faith and beliefs. I left a church that made me ashamed of what I believed in because they turned their back on me. It wasn’t about reaching out and helping others. It was about making more money. It was about finding a bigger building. It was about gossip. It stopped becoming about Jesus and serving others. I didn’t want what they were offering anymore. So I left and in my mind agreed that I would never go back.


I will be the first to tell you that you do not have to go to church to believe in God. You don’t. Nowhere in the bible does it say that. God says we are to worship and fellowship. We can do that outside of a church building. So for several years, this became my mantra. I didn’t preach at people; I didn’t even talk to people about God. It scares people. It even scared me. I was worried if I would upset someone if I told them about my faith and what I believed.


I have seen a lot of my friends turn their backs on faith and beliefs and quite frankly, they have turned their backs on God. I see them ask the questions, “Why would God allow that if He is so powerful?” I still ask those same questions. What I do know is that it all comes down to free will. He gave us the ability to choose right from wrong. If God controlled every single movement we made in life, then what would be the point of living? I guess that is how I look at it.


We are already into February and I have come to some pretty eye-opening revelations about myself. Where I am, where I was and where I am going. It is all about perspective. 2014 is my year of self-discovery. Finding out more of who I am; finding out what my life is meant for. So far, it’s been incredible. 


I was once told that God gave us gifts to use for good. I believe that. I believe I have the gifts of love, compassion and mercy. I have a huge heart and I wear it for the entire world to see; both a blessing and a curse. That is one thing I do know about myself. I also have a very forgiving heart. I believe that if Jesus could love me and forgive me for all the bad I have done in this world, why can’t do the same for others in return? Sometimes we all need a second chance. That does not mean someone can walk all over me. I did that for thirteen years. I learned not to make that mistake again. That doesn’t mean I don’t have compassion for them. I just learned to tread carefully when it comes to certain people.


I am a positive person by nature. I always have been. Not only is my glass half full, but I’m just happy to have the glass and whatever is in it. No, I’m not bubbly cheerful. That’s just annoying. I do my very best to look at the good in every single person I cross paths with. Why shouldn’t I? Until they prove me otherwise, what business is it of mine to judge them any other way?


I am loyal to a fault. I’m just wired that way. I believe that you do good for the people who choose to stay in your life and want to be a part of it. If you are willing to jump through hoops for me, trust me when I say it will be paid back tenfold. This is how God made me. He had a reason. I’m determined to find out what that reason is.


Love. This is my super power. We need more people to love in this world. I have a lot to share. When I tell you I love you, I mean it. Those are words that one simply does not throw around. They have truth and depth and meaning. They have tears and heartache. They have mercy and compassion. I love you is probably the most power phrase in the world. It can change anyone. It can change the world and how we see it.


So what is your super power?



 

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