If we were to meet, I am the one with the smile. The one who strolls without a care. The one who stops to smell the roses. The one who enjoys the company of her pets. The one who shows her love ones how much they mean to her. The one who loves to laugh.
This is not the one He knows. He knows the one who is brokenhearted. The one whose heart constantly aches. The one whose sorrow never ends. The one who experiences mercy. The one who understands grace. The one who lives amaze at what He does through her daily.
This is who I am becoming. One who is practicing dying to self. One who is learning to live in contentment. One who daily craves his presence. One who enjoys what He reveals in his word. One who does not know how to live if she did not have him. One in whom He lavishes his love.
If we were to meet, I am the one with the smile...
Copyright 06/2011
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