Sunday, October 18, 2015

Less Like Me


she cries in the dark
and wonders hopelessly
why can't i just be
a little less like me?

a little less quiet
a little less awkward
a little more likable
a little more fun

is that really too much to ask?

can't i have more friends, God?
i'm tired of being the loner
i'm tired of feeling like a failure
tired of beating myself up
tired of it all...

don't give up, He whispers
I'm here by your side
you're my broken vessel
but I am the Potter
     who can put all the pieces back together.
and I love you, my precious daughter,
and I love you more than you know.

I see your heart
I know your struggles
they may think they do
but they see only your
     outward appearance
I made you this way
for a reason
     so trust me a little more, my daughter,
because I promise I'll never fail you.

          //    but they that wait upon the Lord 
          shall renew their strength; 
          they shall mount up 
          with wings as eagles; 
          they shall run, and not be weary; 
          and they shall walk, and not faint.
          //

8 comments:

  1. Oh, this is so relate-able it breaks my heart. Beautiful photo, beautiful words.

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  2. Oh my goodness. So first of all.... yes. I needed this so much. All of it.

    And second of all, that verse. That verse was in my dream last night. I guess it's a reminder that I need. :-D Thank you, Lorraine. This is beautiful.

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    1. That's awesome, things that work together like that just make me marvel at God, you know?

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  3. thank you so much. this truly speaks to the heart.

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  4. Yes yes yes. It's been rough lately. So rough. But in His arms, and why should we worry?
    Thank you for this.

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    1. *in His arms*

      Thank you, stay lovely, dear.

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