they run ragged

why must everyone outside of this circle measure life in accomplishments? i am finding it hard to just allow myself to seep into God's love and care for me. if i could just see myself the way He sees me. i realize that i have also spent more time focusing on outside beauty than inside. if my spirit were to replace my epidermis, would it be shiny and new, or a festering blob of darkness? shouldn't we all be trying to improve our inner selves? if only to make our small circles better-and then maybe we move into larger and larger circles until we shape the whole earth. and what of those who don't believe in any real depth of the human being other than flesh and soul, and no supreme being? why make life miserable by living any kind of way? if your way, than why not the mere act of living in love? do they fear that openness equates lack of a defensive shield to the dangers of hurt and rejection? an angered heart can still draw those same dangers. but perfect love casts out all fear. and when a heart comes through, so does resilience and a stronger, deeper love. our poor hearts and our poor souls and our poor spirits...if they are not kept they run ragged through life, tearing apart at every twist and turn til there is nothing left. which is why i entrust mine to the One who created me. i still stand amazed at how, when i am faced with an insurmountable obstacle, i have peace because He is with me.