The Jungle Called "Emotion"

You know, the feeling you get when looking in the mirror, trying to find any way, some way to love or at least even like the person you see.  A turning point comes where you realize that God makes no mistakes, so it must be something drastically wrong with your own perception of who you are. The questions arise of how could He, the Creator of all think to shape and form a woman who is full of mistakes and mishaps. Someone who has never liked herself only stares back in a blank and longing trance, hoping for answers to ignite a forward thrust within her freedom. She has no choice now because she knows too much. She can no longer look at an image made up of someone else, only resembling her natural state but the reality of truth forces her to face life in someone’s shoes whom she has never even tried to walk in. They are unfamiliar steps with error always presenting itself more strongly than before but she knows from teaching that she is able to carry on throughout the jungle called Emotion that somewhere transformed into an ocean. The wounds that reappeared from her travel through Emotion bleed steadily, jagged welts from unkind vines and invisible roots that caused her to stumble and trip surface and cry atop her skin .Velvet beads of scarlet drip and flow steadily, clouding the water. Sharks are drawn near by the scent but only sensing fear they are not able to penetrate because a different kind of blood surrounds her. Instead of satisfying their hunger of flesh made available willingly to the beasts, they flee from the presence of the blood that would have otherwise tasted so sweet. No, this blood has authority and is able to keep. See even she did not know or even realize whose blood was running through her veins. Her DNA in her cells doesn’t belong to her but of a more heavenly being. With this revealed, the secret of life, immediately her wounds are healed. The salt from the same ocean having been purified by the first drop of blood cleansed those wounds of any false perception and infection that presented themselves in the Jungle of Emotion. Now she knows that she can know NO error truly because of what is inside of her. The Blood of her Savior running, flowing, and even bleeding out when necessary to preserve what is His. So powerful is this revelation in the reflection of yourself. Now staring in the mirror with renewed sight at a beautiful creation of light who is able to overcome even the largest things in her mind. Yes, He has that covered, literally with a sheet of His own shed blood resting upon and encasing her physical brain so that she can only go so far. It is now time to live and love your DNA, love what runs through your body if nothing else seems right. Perfection is already inside of you made available for you to love what is already right.