When you least expect it, something great might come along. Something better than you even planned for.
You are more than empty beds and lonely nights, you are not just a heartbeat under bed sheets. You are complex and wonderful, beautiful and brilliant; please stop allowing the silence to dictate who you are. You are Christ’s, the same voice that awoke the world, calls you beloved, never ever forget that.
Thy way, not mine, O Lord, however dark it be; lead me by thine own hand; choose out the path for me.
Like wildflowers; You must allow yourself to grow in all the places people thought you never would.