Face; an empty expression it carries
Emotions; a few share, a few care, a fewer handle
Heart; barely knows itself, ever drowning in insecurities.
Life; lacking direction
Friends; limited by none other than myself, yet, their reaching out is short
Myself; exhausted
The World; false, ever changing, frustrating, ungrateful
In the end, what am I worth?
Jesus's answer: my pain, my death,
God's answer: much more than gold, much more than the world itself.
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 8:52 PM UTC
Face; an empty expression it carries
Emotions; a few share, a few care, a fewer handle
Heart; barely knows itself, ever drowning in insecurities.
Life; lacking direction
Friends; limited by none other than myself, yet, their reaching out is short
Myself; exhausted
The World; false, ever changing, frustrating, ungrateful
In the end, what am I worth?
Jesus's answer: my pain, my death,
God's answer: much more than gold, much more than the world itself.
There's so many reasons.to feel inferior for we fall for the perspective we've got on ourselves but the Good News is that from God's perspective, we're not broken and burnt.No, we're just broken and soon to be fixed 'cause He sees something in us that's worthy to be saved.
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