To live is Christ

My fingers are typing my mind is thinking but it's not really amounting to anything. I'm tired of always thinking the same thing. I'm tired of always talking about the same thing. But you know for a while now I've been talking about Christ. And that is a subject I never tire of. Isn't that amazing? I could probably talk about God for hours on end and still not scratch the surface of what I want to say. I can talk about His love but I'll never fully grasp it. I can talk about how He forgives my sins over and over but it will baffle me everytime why he continues to accept my apologies. I just want to grab onto God and never let go. I want to grab onto to Him so hard we become molded into one. You can't tell where He begins and I end. That is an honest desire of mine. I want Him to lead me anywhere He wants to. I want for ONCE in my life to not ask why or how or where.
Man, do I love my God. But it is NOTHING compared to His love for me. Why? Because His love is perfect and mine is tainted. I taint it myself. With the things I think and the words I say and the things I do. But as I write these things that are discouraging I have a smile on my face. Because Christ has overcome sin and I have chosen to accept His sacrifice. And to not only accept it but wear it around my neck and close to my heart.
I am following Christ.
I am a sinner. Yes. I am a liar. Yes. I am a hypocrite. Yes. But I have asked for forgiveness and continue to. I have been forgiven. Each day I stumble and each day I pick myself up again. Correction, God lovingly picks me up. Because I cannot do it on my own. My Savior is wonderful. My Savior lives. Not only does He live but He lives in me.
Like in St. Patrick's Breastplate, which I will type here because it is beautiful and everyone should read it and commit it to memory.
"Christ shield me this day:
against poison, against drowning, against burning, against wounding
Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ in me
Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ on my right, Christ on my left
Christ when I lie down, Christ when I arise
Christ in the heart of everyone who thinks of me, Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me
Christ in the eye that sees me, Christ in the ear that hears me"

I want Christ to fill me. So that all I see is Christ and all others see when they look at me is Christ.