Desperado ~ Come to Your Senses

Greetings Dear Reader,

“Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate…”

The most difficult step can be the first one.  It is not always true that it is the first step. but it is hard to admit that we have hard hearts.   We are all that way towards something or someone.  It is when our hearts harden to love that we become the most in danger.

There is risk in allowing ourselves to be loved and to show love.  As long as humans are flawed this will be true.  As long as life has difficulties there will be those who choose to love in the moment and those who refuse to love.  There will be those who accept love and those who reject it. 

We may spend years bitter, angry, and resistant to love.  Or worse, we may not be bitter or angry and still refuse to be loved.  As the years flow through the glass we realize that we need the love of our fellow travelers.  We have not allowed people to love us for one reason or another and the quiet dark of our evenings becomes a burden.  Time will remind us that we need love. 

I have herd too many times the regrets of those who withheld love and resisted only to have the person they rejected or resisted die before there is resolution.  This is a pain I would wish on no one.  This is one of those events that marks us forever. 

The love we resist comes from our selfishness not our wisdom.  The love we withhold comes from our judgment and poor sight.  Everyone is worthy of being loved or none of us are.  We all fail to love completely every day.  If we measure each other by our failures we all come up wanting.  Our sliding scale is based on our values and not on the external truth that none of us deserves love but we are all worthy of it. 

We are called worthy of love by God.  He bases all his directives on the idea that we are to love him and each other without fail.  When we resist love, we resist the Father.  We reject the core of all that is moral and good.  We cannot call ourselves good if we refuse love in either direction.

It is never too late Dear Reader.  We can always choose this moment to love others above all the excuses, pains, and reasons we offer.  We can begin the journey back to loving others and allowing ourselves to be loved.  The journey is shorter than we think.  It may be painful and it may be difficult.  There will be fear and failure.  None of this is a good reason to resist love when it is offered.  We have to allow love to guide us home. 

The beautiful thing about it is that we need not change a thing to come out of the isolation.  We can find that we are loved right where we are.  We can come to accept being loved just as we are.  I came out here for a reason Dear Reader.  Let us walk together toward the love we both so desperately need – it is never too late to soften your heart.

Come as You Are – Crowder

Come out of sadness

From wherever you've been

Come broken hearted

Let rescue begin

Come find your mercy

Oh sinner come kneel

Earth has no sorrow

That heaven can't heal

Earth has no sorrow

That heaven can't heal

So lay down your burdens

Lay down your shame

All who are broken

Lift up your face

Oh wanderer come home

You're not too far

So lay down your hurt

Lay down your heart

Come as you are

There's hope for the hopeless

And all those who've strayed

Come sit at the table

Come taste the grace

There's rest for the weary

Rest that endures

Earth has no sorrow

That heaven can't cure

So lay down your burdens

Lay down your shame

All who are broken

Lift up your face

Oh wanderer come home

You're not too far

Lay down your hurt

Lay down your heart

Come as you are

Come as you are

Fall in his arms

Come as you are

There's joy for the morning

Oh sinner be still

Earth has no sorrow

That heaven can't heal

Earth has no sorrow

That heaven can't heal

So lay down your burdens

Lay down your shame

All who are broken

Lift up your face

Oh wanderer come home

You're not too far

So lay down your hurt

Lay down your heart

Come as you are

Come as you are

Come as you are

Come as you are

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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