I Am Human

I am not as strong as I appear to be.....

I have my time of weakness.

I cry the same tears you cry....

But behind closed doors.

My smile is genuine.....

So is the pain surrounding it.

I have my bad days just as you do....

Life throws us all curve balls from time to time.

I love hard.....

I lose gracefully.

I care deep....

I run from rejection.

I stumble through negativity.....

I rise again through encouragement.

I make mistakes.....

I become victorious.

I stand for the ones I love.....

Through their pain and their joy.

I give second chances.....

And then some.

I fight strong.....

I crumble easy.

I have my own insecurities.....

I have my own strengths.

I see things in others they themselves can't see....

I believe in them.....

I see their heart.

I forgive easy.....

I love faithfully.

I try again......

And again.

I walk hard roads....

That lead to easy ones.
I climb mountains...
I walk through valleys.

I see the clouds...

But feel the sunshine.

I don't understand....

But I trust in Him.

Though I may break.....

I feel His peace.

Though I may hurt....

I feel His love.....

And for that I am forever grateful.

I am Human.....

And His grace carries me forever more.

xoxoxo

Stacey

2 Corinthians 12:9

But he said to me, " My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. " Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weakness, so the power of Christ may rest upon me.

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