Occasionally find myself feeling pitiful. Like this morning. Feeling displaced, unsettled, unworthy. (No, I dont make $75,000.) Even unloved...(Still working out the feelings of abandonment from Elmore.) But then one of you says something to buoy me. Or better yet, makes me crack a smile. And then that little crack allows a trickle of happy back into my heart. And if I run with it and give it oxygen it grows exponentially! And Im back to seeing how pitiful Im not. Im not displaced, I am standing tall. Im not unsettled, I am settled on peace. Im not unworthy, I am a child of God. Im not unloved. I AM love. May I blow a little love breath over the smoldering embers of your hearts, and reignite the love in you!
Posted on: Wed, 23 Jul 2014 16:22:44 +0000
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