Thank you, Father, for loving me right where I am. Just as I am. 90 something pounds of anxiousness, stress, uncertainty. You love me even though I fail day after day. Even though I'm not a good cook, I can't keep a spotless home, my car keeps breaking, and I say bad words. Even though the future scares the living daylights out of me.
You love me.
And you say I am enough.
Right where I am.
You don't compare me to others.
Because my story is different.
It was always meant to be different.
You knew all along every painful event of 2014, way before I was on this earth.
You've counted every tear, you've understood prayers I couldn't put into words.
You've heard my heart.
You know it all.
And you love me.
I am enough.
Right now.
Not when I get it all together.
Not when our checking account looks better.
Not when I can finally cook fancy meals.
NOW.
I am so grateful for the now.
It seems like everyone else has it all figured out.
I don't.
I'm grateful for a savior who does.
Amen!
ReplyDeleteI was just on J's FB getting something and started poking around and then I started feeling bad about myself and remembered that is exactly why I don't have a FB. It's so easy for me to get down when I start comparing myself to everyone else's "perfect life".