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Some days I wake up

And it's just one of those days

Where the blue sky is gray

The warm air is cold

The bright sun is dull.

Most days,

I wish I didn't wake up

Because I know that:

I'll panic

I'll screw up

I won't be perfect

I find comfort in knowing

That out there,

God thinks I'm beautiful,

Just the way I am,

With the mood swings

The ever so doubtful mind


Amidst all the brokenness

My God reassures me,

Comforts me

Let's me know that He's with me

And everything will be fine

He lets me know that I'm His

And that He'll be with me

Until the end of times.

-Christella

I wrote this this morning because yesterday was a horrible day for me, but I'm better now.

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