Be Special

I'm a survivor.  I always land on my feet, or if I don't, I quickly get back up.  I am strong, I am smart.  I figure things out and I solve problems.  I know how to get things done.

What a crippling handicap this is.

I've learned something new.  People were made needing love.  When we are loved, we operate more as we were intended - in peace and harmony and gentleness with each other.  When we are loved, we know we are okay, safe, and beautiful.

Perhaps it is a better thing to be a little needy, to need love from those around us.  I try very hard to be a loving person to those around me - to my  children, my family, and my friends.  But maybe this is only half the story.

I need to be loved back.  Desperately.

And here's the thing.  There is so much love to be had out there.  God offers us His abundant love in a multitude of ways - gentle breezes, beautiful sunrises, a child's smile, hugs from a friend.

Who am I not to admit I need these gifts?  Who am I not to receive them?

I am Special.  A beautiful child of God with a deep heart and a love for understanding what is most important in life.

Love is most important in life.

All the "to-do's" don't matter.  All the planning doesn't matter.  All the accomplishments don't matter.

Being special matters.  Being loved matters.

Take the time to let love in.  Take the time to be special.  Take the time to be loved.

Sincerely,
Jennifer