Dear Daddy,

Hey Daddy,

Yeah, I am not sure how to really talk to you. See, you were never home cause you worked all the time. And those rare moments that I did see you, you didn't really see me... I sit here, just wanting to talk but you never listen. Maybe you can read this? Please? Cause now I am grown up and I need to get some things off my chest.

Do you remember when I was three and I was trying to sing you a song? You were really busy and I thought that maybe a song would make your scowl turn into a smile of joy. All I wanted was you to smile. But you told me to shut up, that if I didn't know how to sing I shouldn't sing. Daddy, I cried myself to sleep every night for two weeks... Did you not want to hear my song? I have never sang after that night. Looking into the future, I could have had a bright career in singing, but you crushed my heart that night and I trusted my voice again.

Then there was that time that I came home with a bad report card. Daddy, all I had was a C. Did you really have to tell me how stupid I was and how I would never amount to anything? You called me stupid all the time, when I would spill my juice, when I dated the wrong boy, when I didn't make it to college. I wonder sometimes if you know how many times that word resounds in my head. You probably didn't mean it daddy, but that is the only thing I hear.

Middle is hard for every girl. And that day I just wanted to know that you thought I was pretty. "Daddy, how do I look?" "You are ugly, I don't know why you would think that you look good ever." I cannot get that out of my head. Am I really ugly? Will a man ever want me?

I wish you could see me now Daddy. I wish I could have stayed home when I got pregnant, but I couldn't bear to hear you say the words that were circling and tormenting my heart, "You are STUPID!" I wish that I would not have ended up on the streets after my boyfriend confirmed what you planted in my head, "You are UGLY!" I could have been something...My baby could have been something... Do you know Daddy that I needed you? Do you know that your words broke my heart? So here I am 17, alone, cold, a drug addict. I don't even know where my baby is.

Daddy, remember this little girl?

Please hold her now...

Love, Your little girl

Inspirational

 

Your beauty is inspirational.

 

Did you know that true beauty draws men in? Did you know that you have the ability to inspire men to become a warrior? Did you know that men desire to fight for a beautiful damsel in distress?

 

Men have been asking the question, "Am I strong enough, am I manly enough, do I have what it takes?" for centuries. This is the reason that men want to find adventure, they want a cause to live for in their life, they find everything they can to make them feel like they meausre up to a man. If a man is not displaying his full potential, then he has not had that question answered, "Do I have what it takes?"

 

Now I am not saying that it is our duty as women to make men feel like a man nor am I saying that we alone can answer the questions that they ask of their manliness. But we are created to be a mirror of what God thinks of others. They should look at us and see confirmation of the worth that God has already shown them.

Our beauty, our love, the wonder that we possess, the way that we nurture, care, and show affection, is made for a reason. We are made to find our identity and our purpose. And when we find that identity, it becomes the beauty in the inner spirit that shines through our very being.

Your smile can inspire joy, your love can inspire hope, you have the ability to inspire action and beauty. Everything that you touch has the ability to move mountains. And you can inspire men and women alike.

Imagine someone running....

They look all fit and happy. What does it make you want to do?




It makes me want to start running... To work out and be able to run with full strength, not getting tired and wearing out.
 

Imagine a dancer...

Does it make you want to dance? Does it make you wish that you took ballet and were that graceful?



















What about a great love story?

Does it make you want you fall in love and feel what they feel?









Now imagine that one person that shines from the inside out, imagine that beauty that just shines from everywhere and fills up the room. Does she make you want to be more beautiful? Does she make you want what she has?

That is what you can do for others. Your inner beauty inspires men to treat you with honor and respect. Your identity being found and solid in God wakes up the desire in other women for the same thing.

When you are sensational, everyone around you shines a little brighter! They benefit from your beauty...



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Stilled

Tranquility. Breath. Quiet.

Summer for me is crazy. Always running around, hanging out with friends, working...everything. I feel as if I never just rest. I started to get really overwhelmed and tired. Worn out, even though I was on vacation. I put God on the back burner cause I was too tired at the end of the day to think about it.

Without God, I put up walls. Without His love, I am so burdened and overwhelmed. Without Him, I can't function.

I was walking into my room the other night, the same room that I haven't cleaned in a week, and I just felt done.

Tired. Broken. In bondage.

I HATE feeling weight on me, I hate feeling like I have chains around my wrists and heart, I hate feeling my walls up.

I started talking to God, being honest with Him, telling Him where I was at. I talk to God in a very real way because He is my lover, my best friend, my father.

"God, I am done. Again. I am too tired to do anything for You, I ran myself into the ground. I am so tired of people hurting me, You feel a million miles away, I am in a black hole again. This is not what I want but I have no energy to do anything about it. I can't physically do anything cause I am so tired."

I picked up a book I have been reading and read, "Be still."

"Be still and know I am God."

 

 

 

Knowing God starts with being still.

I don't know if that speaks to any one's heart but it spoke such rest and relief over me. Be still.

That is all you have to do. Stop trying to work for God's love, stop thinking that you have to be doing all the right things and being perfect to know God. Stop thinking that intimacy with God has anything to do with working and doing enough and being enough.

Be still.

Take a minute, breathe.

Be stilled. Let your heart stop its worrying. Lay your restless anxiety at His feet. Give Him permission to quiet you, give you peace, and lavish rest on you.

Stop everything, Be still. Stop in your tracks. Stop moving. Stop working. Stop striving so hard. Be at rest.

Know that He is God. He will work things out, give you what you need, protect and provide in every situation. He won the battle before it even started, so sit back and watch Him fight it for you. Be still, He is God and God is able.

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