On Black, Fat, Femme Positivity: Why I'm at My Heaviest, My Most Confident, and Don't Need Your Approval to Exist
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Monday, December 27, 2010
It is soooo hard to understand love. One particular kind of love, especially. Y’know, that kind when you sit back and wonder, “I really messed up this time…the heck is he thinking staying by my side?!” It makes no sense for someone to love another in that way. But this is the kind of love the Lord gives. An irrational love. A love that sits heavy-hearted watching you in sin, and later rocks you in its arms as you weep because of your grief (Ephesians 4:29-32). A love that teaches against complaining but is understanding of your weariness and encourages you (Philippians 2:14-15; Hebrews 12:1-3). A love that knows we will go astray at times, but has compassion on us in our helplessness (Isaiah 53:6, Matthew 9:35-36). This love…this love is so unfathomable, implausible, unimaginable, indescribable. But this love is His love. He is love. And to know a love as such is truly a privilege…a blessing. I want for others to know this love. And once you get to know it, share it with others :)