Why do I always feel like I need to be strong?
Pride, fear... is part of it. My nature demands that I step up to my own expectations. But tonight I am tired. My soul is parched from a need that is too often left wanting.. the need to be protected. I am still such a girl... I want to be loved and to just be pretty, spending time making the house lovely and to laugh.
But I am where I am, because I am WHO I am. I am who God made me.
God. Made. Me. And he loves me very much. So I will trust that this night too will pass.
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