Life is worth every second…..

Again, it has been forever since I have written anything. Sorry… I have been kind of overwhelmed and in my own little world. I forget that when I write I feel better, but, then again, I need to feel like I have something to write about worth sharing to the world. As I have been people watching at the airport, I realized how we are all hurting.  I hear some of the saddest, funniest, hope restoring stories from passengers. I have been connecting through language. This has been helping me more than anyone can ever imagine. Life is beyond amazing and extremely painful at the same time. What is our worth? Are we worth what we put out in work? How do we quantify our worth? Are we only worth what we perceive another human being’s perception of our worth? Often times we do wrap our self worth into what someone who may be close to us or we even perceive them to love us thinks. The reality is, feelings are not logical and feelings change. I am not an expert on anything. I do not say or try to make others feel like I am. I do know that when I feel like I am breaking and the end is near, it isn’t. I pray and I trust in Jesus. I will always trust in Jesus. I love Jesus and he is my savior. I know he uses me to help others. Some days when I am in front of so many people with problems and I am giving them advice, I have to remember that I am here for a reason. Some times I can get so overwhelmed in my own problems and then take on other people’s feelings, I feel like I am going to break. I pray and then God restores my energy by filling me with his grace. I am a broken person with a ton of sins. My sins weigh me down like anyone else’s. I do trust in the Lord. I know he died for our sins and someday through his love, he will accept me in heaven. Each and every day I get more information to bank in my head in regards to this life down here. Every day I have the opportunity to make it better than the previous day. I helped an old man today, and after I reached out to solve his problem, I realized he was a priest. He wasn’t dressed like one though. Help others. Help them. What are you creating today and how are you shaping your life?

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