We’ve all wanted someone we can’t have.
Understanding the brighter side of unfulfilled desire or “loss” is a lesson in your own value.
Sometimes it’s not until the smokey allure has cleared that we see; feeding our attachments with only what we think we know is somewhat shallow and desperate.
Sometimes the power of what we’ve experienced conjurs a lie. We then believe all we can see is the best there could be for us.
Why is there such a stigma of self-depreciation in our culture?
Why do we say “I’m not good enough” or “I don’t deserve”?
Life is no game of chance, but a game of choice in my opinion.
There is always better, there is always best for everyone. In these situations the best we think we’ve lost is only a taste of the better that’s waiting for us.
If you value everything you deserve by everything you’ve experienced, you will become content with settling for second best. Because we’ve all experienced the coldness that is loss.
Sometimes all we have lost is because all we had wasn’t the best for us.
Aren’t you glad there’s something that pulls you out every time?
- Aaron



For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11
We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.
2 Corinthians 4:8-9
The Lord will keep you from all harm—he will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.
Psalm 121:7-8
When it’s no longer talk, and dreams are now,
Everywhere we walk is ours.
- Aaron


“So here I breathe in oxygen I can’t see,
The oxygen that keeps me alive and wary,
Oh, yes I do perceive
That like the birds find provision and sanctuary,
You do this even more so for me”
- “Roses” The Rocket Summer
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket – safe, dark, motionless, airless – it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.
- CS Lewis (The Four Loves).
To harden our selves and shut out love of any kind, in order to avoid the feeling or hurt/rejection/failure, is to become un-human and only kill ourselves.
Take the good risk.
via Owl City Blog
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Should a man see only popularity, he becomes a mirror, reflecting whatever needs to be reflected to gain acceptance. He is everyone and no one.
Should a man see only power, he becomes a wolf — prowling, hunting and stalking the elusive game. Recognition is his prey and people are his prizes. His quest is endless. As a result, he who sees only power is degraded to an animal, an insatiable scavenger, controlled not by a will from within, but by luring from without.
Should a man see only pleasure, he becomes a carnival thrill-seeker, alive only in bright lights, wild rides, and titillating entertainment. With lustful fever he races from ride to ride, satisfying his insatiable passion for sensations only long enough to look for another.
Seeker of popularity, power, and pleasure. The end result is the same: painful unfulfillment.
Only in seeking his Maker does a man truly become man. For in seeing his Creator man catches a glimpse of what he was intended to be. He who would see his God would then see the reason for death and the purpose of time. Destiny? Tomorrow? Truth? All are questions within the reach of the man who knows his source.
-Max Lucado
We weren’t made to settle for second best,
That’s why we leave wounds in each others chests.
- Aaron


What if I said that freedom is impromptu,
no matter of the time took.
What if I said surrender is a virtue,
and the storm isn’t really how the sky looks.


- Aaron