Blessing and a value

 Learning 

That the mirror

Is not my enemy

My mind needs

To be molded

By the Father

Not others

Who don’t know

The real me


I’m getting used to new scars. And it’s freeing. Access to medical care is a blessing. I’m up and moving. If you’d told me that right now, I wouldn’t have believed you. I’m grateful for how God is faithful then, now and forevermore. When God made me, I wondered. The fact that He has kept His promise to provide and protect me leaves me breathless. I’m expensive. And He has continued to say, Not a problem. He loves me so much. Maybe I should do the same. 

Be a blessing. The only occupation that has lasting value



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