Who Am I

I’d say I’m a lover. I can’t remember a single time in me that I’ve raged over something or someone. Even in the most painful situations I’ve always been able to see the light in it, therefore remaining and responding in love. Especially when people have said the most horrendous things about me while looking in my eyes. Even then I never raged. It’s like I would hear more of the pain in their voice on how they were hurting rather than taking any of their words as a dagger to me. I look for love in everything, to me love is beautiful. Beyond aesthetic and the gilded. Beautiful as in it has substance, there’s heart, there’s thought and intention. Beautiful as in “I made this,” or as in the details of a butterfly’s wings, or when someone shares something they only wrote for themselves late at night and you get to hear what a heart sounds like beyond just the beating. That’s beautiful, that’s love. I’d say I’m a dreamer, I have vision. I’ve always seen beyond my situation and lived like I was already living my dreams, until one day I woke up and I truly was living all my dreams. I have faith. In people, in good intention but in most of all Jesus. I believe in Him. Because I’ve been able to get to know him personally. Sit and exchange my rags for his robe. To see the world through the Creator’s lens. I believe he loves me. And you. And he is love. So I suppose I’ve been searching for him all this time. But now I know that he’s in everything that’s beautiful. He likes to put drops of him sprinkled out into the world. But mostly he likes to overflow himself within us. It’s his favorite place to be out of all of it. I know he made me for this reason, to bear witness to him all around, and to let his love overflow in me to love people. I guess that makes me a vessel. So there it is, Sharon is a vessel for love and beauty. A witness to what life looks like when you carry that kind of heart.