I mean, really…isn’t it lovely to know a person from his very first breath and watch him become a confident young man right before your very eyes???
I don’t need recognition or praise from the World…because He says I am enough.
Have I been listening? Have I been following Him?? Or have I been going along in my OWN direction??
We all have pain, don’t we? Sadness and loss and failure and struggle and tragedy. Pain is universal and, at some point or another, it happens to all of us. But I’m done believing the universal pain of life is inflicted like a lightning bolt from God for a ‘reason’ and God is somehow teaching me a lesson.
I noticed how the people with the most painful stories sometimes had the most serene smiles on their faces and how they leapt to help the next person in line.
For me, writing is like a gift all wrapped up in a beautiful little box and tied with a gigantic frilly bow that I’ve been waiting to unwrap my entire life.
If I’m hoping my kids will achieve the fairytale I think I’m selling them short because this is an invented and impossible standard.