Saturday, 6 August 2011

Shorty part 2

Short Fat Ugly Slow Dumb Weird Different.
Words hurt so much more than sticks and stones which may break the bones, but words hold the ability to hurt the soul. Ridicule holds a bondage over a person that prevents him or her from achieving his or her dreams. They might fight the teasing off, but eventually settle and believe the lies placed in the minds that have become warped. These people begin to sit and accept these words like they are a death sentence. They might try their entire lives to become something that they are not. This is where I take a stand.

Lord rain on our lives wash away all the pain brought on by the words constantly shot at our hearts. Let your rain cleanse and heal our wounds. Rinse away all of our insecurities. Rain on all the dirt built in our hearts let it flood out until we have clarity of who you see us to be. Use what others see as a disadvantage for your purpose. Help us to see the beauty that you have created in the mirror each day. Help us to stand with confidence knowing that we are loved by you for who we are no matter the lies that people say. 

No comments:

Post a Comment