I Remember

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I remember

When I was little, I had just gotten my work finished in class. A girl across from me said "I wish I was you! You get your work done so fast."

It was a compliment. But I started to cry. I didn't know why at the time. But now I think I do.

I hated everything. I hated everyone. I hated myself. And I couldn't understand why someone would want to be me.

Not much has changed.

I remember,

The way the sun warms your face. The way a cool breeze follows through the trees, and how it makes the tall grass dance. The way the beach smells and how the ocean water laps at your feet.

These are all distant memories. They all feel like beautiful dreams.

Unfortunately I woke up.

I remember,

How it felt to never feel darkness. I could see the light even when I closed my eyes. Because it was in me, and around me, and it was me. Like I was a candle and my soul was on fire. Burning with love, burning with passion, and the beauty of life.

Other people also burn. Their fires are of hatred and cruelty. They melted the candle down to nothing.

And the tears extinguished the last of the fire.

I remember,

That I can try again. That I am strong. That I am going to work for everyday to be better than the last.
I am enough. I am loved.

And you are too. We are all loved so much by Jesus. I see him in so many things in this world. And it makes my heart soar. I am happy. Because I have filled the void in my life. With Jesus.

And you can too.

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