True Story: It was the day before Thanksgiving. I could barely function back then. I was existing, but completely hallow on the inside. I had no desire to live. I cried my eyes out as I drove home from the Everglades and put this song on repeat. I was really struggling with my faith. I literally started yelling: You know what God? Im tired of hearing the You died for the whole world bullshit. Blah, blah, blah! I need to know you know who I am! A few minutes later I received a text message from a strange area code: Hi she crying. I didnt recognize the number. Oh great, I thought, someone from work saw me crying and is gonna tell everyone. I texted back: who is this? I continued ranting all the way home until I realized...I never got an answer. So I called. An old Jamaican woman answered the phone and said Oh, I sorry, wrong number. So now I tell people I got a text message from Jesus ;-) Listening to this song today holds a whole new meaning. I am no longer that lost, broken girl. Life still tends to suck a lot, but it pales in comparison to the pain I was in back then. I need to remember where I came from, how much it hurt and how, in the end, I did NOT break. I think I needed a wake up call to see how strong I really am. Were all capable of so much more than we give ourselves credit for. You know what? Im tired of living a mediocre life. I wanna live big and bold. I want to do the impossible. I will not allow myself to be miserable any more and thats all there is to it! Something tells me this is going to be one hell of a year.
Posted on: Thu, 01 Jan 2015 11:37:45 +0000
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