I like you; I am like you

I like you already, and I dont even know you yet.

I like you, you wondrous, amazing you.

I like the you who is browsing around for deep peace, astounding truth and true beauty.

I like you, the one who is hunting for a corner of joy in this messy world. Looking for a little peace. waiting for the grace to rain down.

I like you because I am one of you.

I've been down messy and dark roads that lead to unknown places. roads that I thought would lead to joy and just ended in pain.

I have skeletons in my closet and secrets that I dont dare share with the outside world for fear of the real me being shared. secrets I keep deep so I can present myself as being at peace.

I'm a mess to be honest. And I'm okay with that, because grace is ever so amazing. I know what it's like searching for truth, I know what it's like to make mistakes you can never recover from.

I write unspoken words every day. I share with myself, over and over about my families struggles, the alcoholism that plagues people in my life, the sexual sins that have seeped into places I said they would never go. I write these words; these words I have written have always set me free, they have renewed me.

My words matter, and the only words that speak truth are His. The words of our holy Creator. The words I strive to live for.

Each day I etch words onto blank pages. Words that share my wondrous messy, not so holy, and grace filled life.

It is pure joy and grace that I am walking this life with you all.

I like each one of you because in some way we are all the same.