I'm in love.

I'm in love... with the vast, endless Being.

Today I've been thinking about that love, my love. It's overwhelming- in a beautiful way. I never want to be in control of this.

Yesterday I was sitting with my beautiful sisterfriend Amber, and she said something nonchalantly and lovely, something about how God is not of any culture. He doesn't conform to any social norms or customs, how he goes through them and around them and gets to the hearts of people with Love we can't escape.

HE IS HIS OWN CULTURE.
And I want to be of HIS culture,
which means that I NO LONGER HAVE TO CONFORM TO AMERICAN CULTURE! NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT! (Which will be hard, because I am a people pleaser and if people are weirded out by me or don't respond well that is going to be uncomfortable and hard. But I would rather be uncomfortable in God's glorious culture of Love than comfortable in this one.)

It is the people who put the emphasis on following the cultural norms.

Yes, Jesus was socialized in a specific culture, but he definitely went beyond his culture too.

Also, I have thirteen dollars in my wallet right now and I feel so wealthy. I want to simplify, it feels so good. I've been wearing the same clothes as many days in a row as I can. Again with the culture thing. 

I'm in love.