Branded

The brand that seeps into your skin like a tattoo.

When you brand something you claim it, it's yours, your property, you own it, it belongs to you, payed for, perminately.

We're all branded by something. That relationship, that person, that night... gosh that night. That girl. Boy. Those years of separation, those months of waiting, the hopeless hope you have in yourself alone that you carry, my school, the one that passed away... gone. People pleaser, nonbeliever, attention seeker, don't want to go home. Lust and broken trust. I'm that Christian that wonders and romes. You are branded by something. We all are. But these kinds of brands are shallow and temporary. Might leave a scare. They are there for a while but they heal. Nothing about this brand is real.

I'm here to tell you something you need to hear. I'm here to tell you the truth that you don't have to be branded by these things. You are not completely lost because your permanent brand is found in the cross. The brand that seeps into your skin like a tattoo. Shines through like the light of day. The brand that changes you and those around you. The brand that loves so uncontrollably. The brand that bought that claimed you.

Seek God.

In him you'll find yourself. You'll have peace. Through him all these things that cling to you will fall away. There will be no space for fear or worry.

Seek God.

Seek him out and fall in love. Let yourself go. Be unashamed and Let your brand show.