Learning to think about the rugged years of my life.
The wear and tear that knock holes in the interior walls of who I am. The blows that threaten to compromise any stability.
There is a beauty that still lies within.
Without the light shining in, it would be impossible to notice. I am thankful for that light.
Praying for renewed confidence in the person I am created to be. Praying for the vision to see dreams laid out before me.
May the scars of my past not hide the potential that lives within me.