I See You

As we go through this crazy life, and we get caught up in the busyness of the everyday, it’s easy to feel small. It’s easy to feel inconsequential or feel like you go by unnoticed. It’s easy to feel like what you do doesn’t matter. And I felt like that yesterday.

And yesterday, I got this picture and a letter from a sweet girl.

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She told me I inspired her. She told me I inspired her to draw, to write, to sing, to let God shine through her. Look at that. Miss Small and Inconsequential being an inspiration.

As I read that letter, I felt God tugging at my heart and whispering, “hey G, I see you. You don’t go by unnoticed. You are encouraging people with your poetry. You are pointing them to Me. Your words matter.” It was glorious and beautiful and timely to be assured that my life has purpose. That my words aren’t empty. That God is shining through them. That He sees me. That He knows my heart. That the God that made me cares about me and thinks about me. That He knows me.

“O Lord, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether. You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me.” [Psalm‬ ‭139‬:‭1-5‬ ESV]

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Hey friend, you have a purpose. Your life matters. You are doing something with your words and art and dreams and passions, something bigger than yourself. You are a jar of clay. Don’t doubt it. You are loved. You are seen. What you do matters. What you do inspires. Who you are and what you do don’t go by unnoticed. You’re unforgettable. You matter.

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My Words

I’ve spent the majority of my short eighteen years on Earth believing lies about myself.

I believed I wasn’t beautiful. I believed I wasn’t special. I believed I wasn’t important. I believed I didn’t have anything to share with the world. I believed I didn’t have any worth at all. I believed I wasn’t worth forgiving. I believed I couldn’t follow my dreams. I believed I couldn’t change the world. I didn’t believe in myself. I didn’t believe in my words. I didn’t believe in what the God that made me said about me.

I’m learning not to believe in those lies anymore. I’ve chosen to listen to the voice of truth. The voice that says that I am special. The voice that says my words can change the world. The voice that says “I made you. You are my special possession. I made you, fearfully and wonderfully.” Sometimes it’s hard not to believe the lies, especially on days when things don’t come out right. But I’m learning that even when it doesn’t seem that way, truth is still true.

And truth is, I have a voice. And I have words to write and words to say. And I’m going to spend my life writing those words and singing them and screaming them at the top of my lungs.

I’m going to write poetry that makes you smile. I’m going to write words that remind you of how worthy, how amazing, how loved, how brave you are. I’m going to use my words to inspire, to bring light to the dark places. I’m going to make art with my words. I’m going to reflect glory with my words. I’m going to encourage you with my words. I’m going to love you with my words. I’m going to point you to Love with my words. I’m going to embrace the wonderful creation that I am by using my words. My words will not be marked by fear. My words are going to be brave. I’m going to be brave with my words.

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The amazing community that’s shown me to be brave and live fearlessly is the fabulous #fireworkpeople community. It’s a group of wonderful, beautiful women choosing to pursue their dreams and encourage one another. They love, they inspire, they are changing the world with their words. They’ve helped me see my worth, my bravery, and they’ve helped me acknowledge the fearfully and wonderfully creation that I am. They even made me share a video of myself singing. Care to join? You won’t regret it.

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