Blessed.
It's a word many use, but can it be overused? I don't believe it can be. I am blessed. In countless breathtaking ways. Overwhelmed by the beauty in the lows of life. Yes, the lows of life are what really get me. The tears that fill my eyes are not to express being sad, they are the way my body and mind rejoice over giving my all. My all isn't just my mind but letting my life be consumed by the uncontrollable radical will of the Lord. Looking back at all my yesterday's I can tell you they were challenging. Most days have moments of frustration, anxiety, depression, and feeling lonely. Honestly, I am weak and I struggle with a lot. Let me tell you something that may be surprising... My favorite part about myself is my moments filled with tears. Now I never thought I would be saying that. You see my tears used to fill me with fear. What if people think I'm weak? Why can't I get my life unde...