I Just Wanted You To Know

As I sit down to write, I think about you.  I think about each one who will read.  I think about what you might be facing, about your unique personality, about what your journey is like and somehow I figure that despite what may be different about us, there are likely many things that are the same.

If you’ve lived long enough, you’ve likely known failure, me too.  If you are breathing, then I’m certain you’ve experienced heartache, me too.  Your years have undoubtedly brought some joys and moments worthy of big time celebration.  I bet you’ve cried and laughed and lost and won.  I’m sure you’ve had doubts and fears and that you’re holding on to some hopes and dreams.

As I think about you today, I just wanted you to know.  I wanted you to know that you are not the only one.  I wanted you to know that we are all imperfect and yet deeply loved.  I wanted you to know that your mistakes don’t define you.  I wanted you to know that you are wildly capable of accomplishing whats in front of you.  I wanted you to know that I would go for it, if I were you!  I wanted you to know that your story is not finished, God is still writing.  I wanted you to know that there is always Hope in Him.  I wanted you to know that you don’t have to see the way out for there to be one.  I wanted you to know that you are braver than you believe.  I wanted you to know that the pain is only temporary.  I wanted you to know that I’m cheering for you.

I’m thinking about you today and I just wanted you to know.