Am I truly worth waiting for? Am I truly worth getting to know? AM I worth being pursued and cherished? Am I worth being loved, faults and all? Am I worth waiting for the walls to come down so I can let others in?
How do we keep our courage and hope for the future when all we want, deep down, is to be loved by a man and potentially raise a family with him... yet our lives show no evidence of this being able to happen? I KNOW I'm not the only one who, when life takes a slight breath or when there's a slight pause in the middle of the hustle and bustle, feels discouragement or sadness creep in. What do we do with these moments? Are they inevitable? Can we live our lives in such a way where we never have to struggle with loneliness or discouragement?
Have you ever been at a place in your life where someone says something about who God is and you just want to punch them in the face?