Its 12:06, and I sit around sick, but not sick enough, of me. In a weird way.
I haven’t loved me enough, so I selfishly love and promote me.
I haven’t loved others enough, so I selflessly love and promote others.
I fail at doing both often, because I am human, so I grapple with my humanity
At the end of the day, the truth is, I’m in a sea of faces.
And I have to care about my face enough to make it part of the picture
One part of a sea of faces.
One color in God’s Mosaic.
Wonderfully and fearfully hand crafted
I hope you’ll realize that as well.