One thing I have learned in recovery and all I have been through in my life, no matter what, God is still love. Love is still love. It doesn’t matter how big or loud the fear gets. It doesn’t matter how crazy or uncertain I feel. Nothing in my experience or thinking can undo the power of love. Love is still love. It triumphs in little ways, it triumphs in big ways. Until the day when I figure out how not to be born, I must concede that God is still love. My concept of God will change. My understanding and experiences of God will change as I grow and change. At my core in my heart of hearts where love’s vibration keeps me alive literally and figuratively, love is still love. It sounds like a silly saying or a way of making myself feel better when it all feels like crap. Yet in my quiet time, I have learned to connect when the truth is being spoken. A truth that resonates in my heart and for me today that truth is God is still love. So I will sit in that stillness, I will cry in that stillness, I will laugh in that stillness, I will be held in that stillness, I will bank on that stillness and most importantly, I will breathe in that stillness.
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