Stripped.

seanseanpokemon:

Two days later, and I’m still in pieces. The human heart is such a complicated puzzle. We have our different pieces laid out on a table and slowly but surely, we carefully put the pieces together to create this image. But let’s be honest, what more can you do with that completed image, except to look at it? You tear that puzzle again and you start over, maybe from a new angle. Honestly, it felt like for the longest time, I was a complete puzzle, showing off my completed image, not admitting to any durability whatsoever. It’s like every single time God would use His hands to break my heart, I would be so scared of the pain, that I wouldn’t even think of the beautiful aftermath. 

But two days ago, for the first time in a long time, I was ripped to pieces. For those that don’t know, I struggle with opening up with my heart. I have the hardest time even bringing up my negative feelings. Usually, when I share with others, I’m very general, blunt, and superficial. I tear out the very corners of my puzzle, and put it back together as quickly as possible. But two days ago, it was as if the pride that was super-gluing my whole heart together just melted, and allowed my heart to become pieces once more. I’m still very shaken up that I gave that sharing, but at the same time, I’m glad all the bitterness that came with that incident is gone. Because it was that bitterness that became the pride that wouldn’t let my heart be broken. But after two years, in one afternoon, my heart broke; and for the first time in my life, I think I’m just going to take my time in piecing my heart back together.

Our strengths and our accomplishments can get us jobs and money, but I think our weaknesses and struggles have made us who we are today. Like my boys in One Directions say, that’s what makes you beautiful. I love my struggles and weaknesses. Without our weaknesses and struggles, we wouldn’t even have our strengths and accomplishments. We would perfect, but we would also be nothing. Besides, if we were perfect, then that would put us on the same pedestal as God. And if that were the case, would God really be God? The excellent part about being human is that we are not God, and because of that we are allowed to feel His love, to want His love, and to need His love. It is because we are human, we were given the free will to mend our hearts. But like any puzzle, not only is it more fun to piece it together with other people, but it’s also more efficient. All this time, I’ve been hiding my heart, fixing it myself, looking for fallen pieces. But with the help of my brothers and sisters, not only are they helping me piece back my heart, but they have also pointed out the missing pieces not only in God’s hands, but in their hands as well. Because my dear friends hold the pieces of my heart together, also. Friendship is one of the greatest bonds, in the literal and figurative sense. I just want people to know, that we are never alone.

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