lionhearted

 

Gentle reminders to myself:

     

They think their okay, but beneath that smile is an ocean that will sweep them away if we don't let them know the Truth.  Live it.

    Clenched jaws show a lot more sometimes than clenched fists. Subtle.

    We are all stars in this sky and we don't outshine each other because we are all special and you are loved. It's not a contest.

   You told me that you are afraid of what people think; that you feel trapped inside the person everyone else wants you to become. But I can detect the bravery standing tall behind the fear, and you have more of lion-heart than you think. Step out, it's okay.

    I know you are afraid that you'll be forgotten, like a blistering hot summer that collapses into fall; that the people you care the most about are turning around and entering another world that leaves you behind. But I think that's where the beauty comes in because the people that are meant to be in your life will stay there and never let you forget how much they care. Sometimes the real battle lies in letting go of the people you want so desperately to stay. He has something so much better in store. 

 Scars are the remains of a broken heart and when we see the scars, we run, because sometimes the wounds come in dark colors, tattoos and chains or in bitterness that runs through a river of hurt too deep for words. Don't run. 

  Just because they are the definition of perfection doesn't mean that you are any less of a heart. Sometimes perfect people are the most broken, remember.

I know you are scared to love again; that the idea of being cast aside like an old toy is as frightening as jumping from a plane thousands of feet above the ground, but I am telling you that one day you won't even think about the pain and you won't feel worthless anymore. It just takes time.

Stop trying to impress everyone. You aren't supposed to show them how good you are, it's your job to show them how good Jesus is. Show them Jesus.

  I know you said you are a bit lost, that you would even reconsider jumping on that plane and leaving everything behind, but I'm telling you that will come home, one day.

There is beauty in brokenness, but don't dwell on the wounds. You are an overcomer.

Don't let anyone ever tell you that it's bad to care. Care more than anyone; love more and don't let your heart get bitter. A gentle heart will always win in the end.

  When has God failed you? 

Just breathe. In out.

xx. Amy Jane