When you're in the desert, it's hot, things are hard, you're exhausted, and it seems like it will never end. You're dirty, sweaty, and you stink. And then you finally reach the waterfall, and it brings so much relief, refreshment, rest, and peace. And suddenly, it's all worth it.
You must fight to become who you were created to be. This world will steal your joy, kill your hope, and then leave you to destroy yourself. But it's time to rise up and become the REAL you.
I think I'm finally learning what it means to be truly grateful…for family, for love, for life. My heart is heavy, but it is thankful. My heart is hurting, but it is blessed beyond measure.
Every year, I try to write about this day. It always starts like this: "This day holds more significance than I can handle in a single day. It is full of joy and pain and memories and new beginnings." But I can never seem to go any further...
Whether you realize it or not, the next level is coming. The only question is, will you be ready for it? Will you grow WITH the demand, or will you be buried by it?
Do you ever look at your life and realize it's nowhere near what you expected? You thought you would have accomplished so much more by now. You had this perfect plan of how things should go. But that's not the way life works...
We all need help sometimes. We are all flawed, broken, tired, and fragile people. That's not a bad thing...it's a human thing.
What if the socially constructed ideas of beauty are wrong? What if real beauty is that which is seen through the eyes of a 3-year-old?