The Unconditional Love Campaign

The Dream:
This is just the dream of a lonely teenager that has a little bit hope. The dream is to bring confidence and love to not only those who people typically think need it, but to those that seem like they have it. Sometimes it's that pretty girl with all the guys that needs the most love.

The dream is to love not just others, but to learn to love yourself as well. Loving oneself is one of the hardest things to do, but one cannot love others unconditionally, unless they know how to love themselves.



The Mission:
Showing love in real ways, through the simple things. Leaving a note in a book, puting a "You're beautiful" sticky note on a mirror, telling a stranger they're beautiful, paying for the person behind you in a coffee shop, those small things.


So What's This About Anyways?
Personally I love to write and create, but I don't want to do this alone! Yeah I'm a lonely writer, but I would rather be considered the "editor" this time around. Send stories, pictures, and anything else to UnconditionalLoveProject@gmail.com and I'll have it posted in a reasonable amount of time. I WANT to hear your stories, I WANT to see what you can create, I WANT to see what love can do. Share it!

What you can do:
Anything and everything! No joke! Send in your stories or create something inspiring! Just spread the love!

Also if there's anything you ever have questions about, any rants, anything you need prayer for or if you just wanna leave a message, there's a formspring set up. Fingers are crossed that there won't be too much hate mail!
http://www.formspring.me/LoveProjectBlog


If there's anything you read in this long rambly wall of text, let it be this: I may not know your name, but I LOVE you, so does Jesus! Love is stronger than death, and I truely believe that. Have hope, because no matter what you are going through, you can get through it.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

First actual update thingy!

It's so great spreading the love!
Here's a story from a girl named Kayla:
After a church competition our group went out to a restaurant to celebrate. I was feeling bad about my performance (because I’m very harsh on myself and I KNOW I could’ve done better). I was depressed and sad and really wishing I hadn’t (and wondering why I had) signed up for the competition in the first place. Sitting at the end of our table there were two empty chairs in front of me. I thought “two empty chairs. One for my boyfriend and one for my best friend and they will always remain empty.” I was seriously contemplating suicide using the bottle of pills in my purse. I figured that since it was night time if I snuck out the bathroom window and laid under the tree outside no one would find me until it was too late. I also considered hanging myself using my belt. I was feeling incredibly alone. Loneliness attacks your soul. It claims that you are unloved and worthless. It says: “No one wants to be around you. You aren’t good enough. That’s why you're alone.”

Then, to my major amazement, one of the more popular guys in our youth group called out to me and asked why I was sitting alone. To stunned to reply, I simply shrugged and smiled; pretending everything was “perfectly a-ok!” He then moved into one of the empty chairs in front of me, despite the protesting of his friends. I repeatedly told him that I was fine and that he didn’t need to talk to me, I wasn’t really a conversationalist. After the third time he (I think jokingly) threatened to slap me. Although our conversation wasn’t the most meaningful (I got to listen to a two hour explanation of a video game) I appreciated it. I loved the feeling of being recognized. I was no longer lonely.

Thank you for saving my life, again.


and her poem:
lost in confusion

drowning in misunderstanding

I’m seeing this illusion

I’m no longer standing

I cry for help

but no one hears

I know I’m alone

until dawn returns

I cannot see

and to it I run

the knife I unsheath

to have bloody fun

to end it

once and for all

to end this awful

bloody brawl

yet a light

draws my eyes

it sees my plight

the knife it finds

and it soon

begins to heal

wounded again

the bruises I feel

not on my limbs

but on my heart

the love of him

can finally start

its wonderful work

in me, of art.


As for niceness, I found this crazy idea for a random act of kindness! Yesterday I put a facebook status that said "I think (Name) is absolutely amazing and beautiful! Like if you agree!" and people really caught on to that!

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