Dear Friend,
I used to be the tiniest in class. I might still be 🤗
Classmates used to make fun of me till I learned to make fun of myself. I developed a quick ability to abuse myself before someone else did.
I could call myself short, point at my nose as big and smile.
It became dangerous. A dangerous little game I was playing to protect myself from hurt. So, while I fiercely hated others talking down on me, I condoned it from me.
You can call it my room for two. Hate and Love. And boy was it fierce!
It took me years to put my foot in one room. It took me years to accept my body, shape, height, style of writing, laugh, personality and eyes. Yes, my eyes.
I hope you are in one room friend. I hope you are not at war with yourself and the beautiful resources in you.
And, if you find yourself approaching the other room, slowly walk away. It's not worth it. You will have to remind yourself of this always.
Keep your eyes on Psalms 139:14
Love, A
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Your turn:
How many rooms are you in?
& What are your plans for this weekend?