My arms, sore from carrying burdens, my legs scared and bruised from traveling through my endeavors, my face is blemished with traces of guilt and grief and I’ve become covered in the dirt & dust of fear & doubt, but regardless He tells me I’m beautiful.
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My Dear,

ayanagiann:

Everything you are working for will be worth it. I know things may seem hella rough right now but trust that you’ll get through it. All these sleepless nights, all these thoughts running in and out of your head in countless directions, WILL be put to rest in time. Trust that everything will work out and trust with all your heart that everything will reveal its purpose at all the right moments. There is a reason why some things haven’t been given to you just yet, and there’s a reason why some things aren’t figured out. There’s a reason why some things are being taken away, and there’s a reason why some people are having to leave and move on. There is a necessity for your stress, confusion and anxiety and most of all, there is a need for change. After this, know that you’ll have a greater appreciation for a peace and rest. After all of this, you’ll be able to look back and be proud of how much you have grown. But, that’s only if you keep faith, hope and heart. Stay passionate and keep your head held as high as your goals. Your hard work will get you what you deserve: the best you can possibly ever have.

Love,

Me.


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