Mercy

The first time I've listened to Luminate music was back in 2008 and since then God has been speaking to me throught their songs. This year, in January 25th, they released their full-lenght album, Come Home. I don't have any idea how many times I've listened to the title song. I do love it. But there's something that just truly hit me in the past over days.

No, Mercy doesn't care what you've done.

Have you ever stop to think how powerful is this line? Yeah, God doesn't care about what we've done. It doesn't matter if our past is really really really bad; We're sinners and God knows that but He LOVES us. He sent His son to SAVE us. 

Perfection? We can try so hard, but we still will fail. What does God ask us? "Come Home. Come back to My arms". Sometimes we forget to come to Him every day, every single moment of our lives. We, in our selfishness, take Him off our lives. 

Jesus died for us. He set us free from shame, from regret, from sin. He could blame us, but His Mercy covered us and now we are innocent.

You

It took six years for him to conquer her heart. 

It took six months for her to admit it. 

For many times I pretended I didn't want to go there and just talk with him... our typical easy conversation - How much I missed that! For many times I tried to make him invisible. I tried to forget I wanted to hold him. I couldn't... He made his choices. I made mines. Our decisions led us in different ways - So close, but so far. 

The distance can make you fall in love. A hug can change everything. A "I love you" can make your heart beat again. I was dead until the day he looked me and told me "I love you". I got it. I understood what I really meant to him... 

#Playlist: Soube que me amava by Aline Barros,  Jamais deixarei você by Bruna Karla and Pensando em Você by Felipe Cerqueira

Better Today

Critical; Not Critical Anymore

Me: - What's the best memory you have about me?
He: - September 2010. It was the best decision I took last year. 

That sunday is definitely a day she will never forget. It was when he came back. They were good friends, but their choices made them go on in different ways for almost two years. From that sunday morning on, it looked like there wasn't a second they were apart. Everything was just the same. 

Simple acts can make the difference. A look, a word, a hug. Being in his arms made her alive again, warmed her heart. That hug made her feel something that she hadn't felt for so long. He started breaking the walls she had built around herself. The walls nobody could destroyed. No one but he.

That sunday, that hug, his love, God.... changed e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g. 

My love, thanks for coming back to me a year ago. I love you ♥

Where is love?

I love you! I love you! I love you!

I love you. Three words. I, the one who does the action designated by the verb. Love, the action. You, the one who receives the action of the verb. To love: To have a deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward (a person)¹; Love has the power of undergoing all things, having faith in all things, hoping all things.²

People say I love you when they don't love. People make a promise; a promise that won't be kept... 

People say words go away with the wind. They say when you say something many times it loses its meaning. They are wrong. The problem isn't how many times you say I love you. The problem is when you say these three words, but you don't mean it. And do you wanna know? It happens a lot. 

People say words go away with the wind. They do believe it. People make promises they will break. Words can be invisible, but it doesn't mean they're not there. People forget words can hurt when they are not followed by actions. And can I tell you a secret? It hurts a lot.

Words are not carried by the wind. Words are written in the soul.

P.S.: I used to believe when you overtalk about your feelings it makes what you feel disappear. But how crazy is that? How talking about what you feel inside can "kill" these feelings? Or make them less strong? It just can happen when the words are empty and there's no true feeling, just a infatuation. 

Mr. Darcy: I thought that poetry was the food of love.

Elizabeth Bennet: Of a fine stout love, it may. But if it is only a vague inclination I'm convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead. 

 (Pride and Prejudice, 2005)

¹ - The free dictionary; ² - Holy Bible (Basic English version)

See no More

The silence! This is the worst part of the night. Everything was so different a little time ago when I used to talk with her every night. Her voice was a lullaby and I couldn't sleep if I didn't listen to her. Now my room is dark and empty.

The silence! I look to my shelf. Her picture is still there. Memories come to my mind. The day we met each other. Our first date. Our first kiss. The day I purposed her. Nothing matters now.

Life. Smile. Love. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Pain. Death.

I still love her, but now she's gone. Forever.

Now Playing:  See no More by Joe Jonas 

Once upon a dream...

Angrily she closed the book. She couldn't accept that reality was so different than the fairytales. When she was a kid, people told her to dream and believe everything is possible. Now she grew up and everybody makes fun of her deep desires. 

- Life is not fair my dear - They told her again and again.

"Why not? Why did they lie?" She wished she could be stuck on her childhood... Everything was easy and magical. Her parents supported her dreams. Why did everyone make her she believe she'd found her prince charming?

Breathe in, breathe out. She fell on her bed and cried.

I know you I walked with you once upon a dream. 

I know you the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam

to be continued...

Playing: Sleeping Beauty (Waltz) by Tchaikovsky

Not Critical Anymore

She confess to him: "I  want to be the girl who makes your bad days better and who makes you say my life has changed since I've been with her." He replied: "You are this girl and you made my life change when I was 17 years"

It's not critical anymore. The rest of the book is still white, but they turned on the page. They started a new chapter - finally!

Maybe everybody can accept their relationship, but nobody can truly understand it. The way they look to each other... it just seems like there's nobody else around. They can stay by each other side just enjoying the silence. It's intense. It's strong. The kind of love you can't explain, but you know it is there. 

They're meant to be. Now she understands why exactly she always felt different about him... She loves him and their stories were written by God. Even though it took a time for her to see the truth, nobody and nothing can change that: he is everything she always needed.

Coming Home

Sometimes we feel alone, we blame our friends for changing, we complain they aren't so close as before. We don't share our secrets anymore; the promises are broken! We stay so stuck in the past we can't realize everything that is around us. We start thinking it's late to get back... They are the ones that should do something to change the situation... We're so WRONG! 

Take the first step. Come back to your friends. Come back to those you love. 

COME HOME

Now Playing: Stay by Miley Cyrus, Come Home by Luminate

Sometimes, it is good to be "alone".... but that doesn't make us lonely. It is not a matter of being present "with" someone, it is a matter of being present " to" someone.