You spend all day chasing your responsibilities around, debating if today is a shower day or if you’ll take the extra half hour of sleep, instead. Deciding which invitations you can accept while still taking care of the obligations you have to fulfill. Wishing you could just stop for a moment to rest. We all know this is not a sustainable way to live. The problem is, when we are so busy just trying to survive, we have no energy or time left to actually dig ourselves out of the mess we are in. The good news is, you can. Really, you must. If you don’t start running your life, your life will keep running you.
To the girl who needs to be in control…
Maybe my plan would turn out good. It probably would, actually. But if my plan makes me miss out on God’s plan for me, what an absolute tragedy. I want to live the life God has planned because I know it will be more impactful, thrilling, and fulfilling than anything I can do on my own.
To the girl who feels like she’s behind…
There have been so many times in my life when I’ve felt discontent, disappointed, and behind. I have aspirations and desires for so much more than what I’m living today. But God is so clear about how we should live our lives so that we can fulfill the immaculate, world-changing purpose he has planned for us.
To the girl who feels lonely…
There is the loneliness of not being around people, but also the loneliness of being unknown. When you’re around people and they know your name, and you have casual conversation, but they don’t really know you. They don’t know who you are, how you think, what you may be feeling, or how your life has been up to this point. The loneliness of being unknown, surrounded by people yet a stranger to them all. Personally, I found this loneliness to be the most isolating of all.
To the girl who is apathetic…
Apathy- lack of interest, enthusiasm, or concern. numbness. We can say all day long that we don’t care, that it doesn’t affect us, or that there’s nothing we can do about it, but the truth is, we do care, and it deeply affects us, but we just don’t know what we could possibly do about it. So, we go numb. Because the emotions are too much to handle, we are overwhelmed, and we can’t see a way out from under the weight of it all.
To the girl who is struggling with her identity…
Who am I? Who am I really? Outside of a relationship, moved out of my parent’s house, and alone in an unfamiliar place. What parts of myself are truly me and what was formed by other people’s ideas of who I should be? What do I care about? What do I believe? What is my true identity?