Unphotographed Memories: Love Letter For A Savior
Watercolor on Watercolor Paper
I never thought that my journey from 24 to 25 would take me through the heights and depths that it did.
This will probably be the only time I will talk about this. I came from a dark place--a place filled with self-doubt, insecurity, and worthlessness. For months, I slept on a tear-soaked pillow. I would wrap my arms around my chest, trying to hold myself together. Most times, I pleaded for God to take the pain away. I fell apart every night, and got glued together every morning.
I wish I could say that I'm far, far away from that place now, but I'm not. I still get so scared. I get scared of hoping, of wanting, of dreaming again. Some days, I'm still haunted by those moments that left me broken and crying out for grace.
I guess you could say that I'm still trying to find myself again.
I don't know where God is taking me. Every day, I muster up the courage and put one shaky foot in front of the other, knowing in my heart that I am where I needed to be, that I am where He wanted me to be.
Now more than ever, I understand that there is a master plan so grand that I wouldn't be able to comprehend it if God would explain it to me in one sitting. I feel like I'm watching Him slowly put the puzzle pieces together, and I'm holding onto the faith that tells me that one day, in His time, I will see the grandeur of the artwork He's creating with my life.
"The magic words: One day at a time.
God will give me the strength for today,
and tomorrow I will pray for the strength for tomorrow."
- Maria Cristina
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