Ann Voskamp over at Holy Experience has written another brilliant gem, When You’re an Affirmation Junkie.
…Social media addicts make cyber universes to orbit around the blazing sun egos. Souls burn up, fallen stars. There are a thousand ways to cry for love.
And then again, how many years did I make beds, make meals, make love into kids and when he came through the door, I looked eager for the glancing nod. Because the silence after a performance can be thunder deaf, cracking a heart in two.
We were born the crack babies, the heart cracked babies, split in half, wide open for the love.
The need is legitimate, the hunger, real, our lives hard, and our voracious appetite for love isn’t an abnormality, a sin, a shame. We were made for realest love to pump the veins, to shoot up with the narcotic that drove the nails: the love of God.
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