…a girl who learned that it was safer to stay quiet, than to speak up.
…a girl who learned that it was safer to not try at all, than to try and make a mistake.
…a girl paralyzed by insecurity that she learned to shut down and build walls.
…a girl who felt unlovable, so she acted unlovely.
This is the story of a girl who sought relief from her pain in a lot of wrong places.
…a girl who stood for nothing and spun out of control.
…a girl so consumed by her anxiety that she sank into depression.
…a girl who finally broke.
This is the story of a girl who understood that she had to make a choice.
…. a girl who heard the sweet sound of God call her name one night.
…a girl who chose to accept the love of Christ and run into His arms.
…a girl who stumbled and fell a lot.
…a girl gently led by her Father’s hand.
This is the story of a girl who still makes mistakes.
…a girl in awe of the Father’s great love and mercy.
…a girl who desires others to know that God can heal and bring good out of even the darkest places.
…a girl who wants others to experience the freedom that can only be found in Christ.
…a girl who trusts her Heavenly Father because He has shown Himself trustworthy, over and over, again.
…a girl who will seek Him all the days of her life because without Him she has nothing.
This is the story of a girl…rewritten.
This is the story of me.
Are you in need of a rewrite?
“Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, 2 fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”
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