Switchfoot

Laughter doesn't come as easily as it once did. I hate that. I suppose it makes you truly appreciate when it does come. The shadow proves the sunshine, right?

My frustration for the day is quite simply this: what do you do when in your brain, love equals action, but there's no possible action for the love you feel? When you want to love someone (and I'm not talking like lovey love...but simply the type of love we're called to) but you can't show it. They don't want you to. There's nothing you can do that's right. You're at the end of you. You have to let it go and let Him love instead. Because His love can reach even the most stubborn. His love is perfect. Ours isn't. Mine isn't. He sees and knows things and people completely. We trust that because that's all we can do.

Daisy let it go. Open up your fist. This fallen world doesn't hold your interest. Doesn't hold your soul.