5 Minute Friday

 

I am one of those girls who grew up always believing that something was missing.

I remember wanting desperately to fit in with other girls and I guess that in many ways it looked like I did. 

But it never felt like it.

I could play the part and look like I belonged to whatever group grabbed my interest at the time but true authenticity was always something that escaped me.

Whenever I felt as though something was lacking my immediate response was to fix it.

And I tried...hard.

I have done every foolish thing I can think of to feel right...to feel WHOLE, to know peace.

Sometimes to the point of self-destruction.

And the very last thing I ever wanted to try,

has been the only thing that has had any power over the gaping hole.

The only thing that has not lost it's power.

The gospel.

 I was made for the King.

And His love makes me WHOLE.

Far from perfect.

But WHOLE.