In our day and age, in our society, in our communities we often sell ourselves the deception that we can do anything, we can be anything… the “yolo” (you only live once) lifestyle. As young people we have been thrown into a world of relativity, where anything and everything is permissible… yet we are not warned of the repercussions of such a setting and behavior. We forget that the one we can ultimately hurt is ourselves.

Booze, drugs, sex, lies… the ‘glamor’ of the world shines in our faces saying “this is what you want”, “this is what you need”, enticing the youth into a dark abyss of loneliness, self-loathing, and disparity. The party is fun while it lasts, that high is exhilarating while it elevates, that boy/girl is enticing at that blood pumping moment … and then it’s over. You look around and all those “friends” are long gone, you look around and not only are your surroundings in shambles… your soul is too. Alone, you are left with the broken pieces of what once was your heart.

We gain prestige. We garner degrees. We become professionals of the world. We go through the motions that society requires of us. Yet our hearts, our souls deteriorate within.

We create a false sense of unity through our “social medias”, we create a false sense of happiness with smiling pictures galore… yet the reality of pain and desolation remain deep within the eyes of those who attempt to deceive. We learn to hide our pains, we learn to bury it deep down… far far away. We learn to continue day in and day out, falsely smiling our lives away.

That is why it is Pure Lunacy, that in a world as such… a world that leaves you out to dry, a world that throws you to the wolves, a world that turns its back on you… there is hope.

Many ask why Pure Lunacy was created… it is because I myself had to climb out of the abyss, I myself had to heal, I myself had to face those demons head on and I continue till this day. However I did not find hope alone… for you see I found hope in Christ, and it is through Him I have hope.

Yet, like many on the path to recovery… I too learned the ways of burial, burying away the shame, the sadness, the hurt. Preferring saddened silence, one moves forward, assuming all is well to just allow the past to wallow in its mysteries. Until you meet the genuine soul of another, another who also has a past… another who also longs for the word of God and His guidance.

You have never truly spoken of your past, you have never truly quelled the beast that torments within… and it is then you realize that sometimes it is ok to seek refuge in Christ through the support of fellow brothers and sisters in the faith. Those walls that were put up, that guard that stood its ground to shun all away in the attempt to protect your tender healing heart … all comes tumbling down. The tears flow freely, the sobs rumble from within and the realization that there is still much to heal is lustrously shone on your face. And part of that healing is to not only accept forgiveness, but to also forgive yourself. Forgive yourself.

The hardest step of all… to forgive yourself.

And so continues the ways of a Pure Lunatic… a Lunatic who refuses to allow the sorrow of the past to become the reality of tomorrow, a Lunatic who maintains hope, and most of all a Lunatic who is still learning with Christ leading the way.

There is hope.
This is Pure Lunacy.

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