Overthinking

Turns out all my over thinking was the annihilation all of all my answers. I remember the day God told me to be still, to be patient, and to suffer in patience for a little. Little did I know why. Years later, in a new horizon, I now discover his reason.

In the calmness of my mind, in the ease, you have wired my brain to allow your words to be heard in the quietness of my thoughts. i thought conceptualizing everything that could go wrong was preparing me to be able to embrace any outcome but little did I know it was only perpetuating my fear and paralyzing me. As I stepped into faith, into your direction, I did not know I was stepping onto the hand of love and love takes time.

We all need time to unfold, to bloom with no force, freeing our mind of every destructive criticism and remembering every word that love gathers from every lip, in order to construct its voice. The elegance in love is not wreck less. It does not rush, it gives room for all to stand in a room upholding each one's truth dug out of the trenches of every test. Its refined truth. Love that gives enough room to understand. Time creates space. A step aside to observe, to forgive, to heal.