What it means to be…

Written when I didn’t know how to separate listening to others instead of listening and not trying to fix everything at once.

I know it can be tough, and the waves of life have you gasping for a breath
I know it can be rough, when you feel abandoned
I know it can be scary, when you feel too far from the shore and try to cry for help
I know it can be discouraging, thinking that you could never make it

I hope you remember what it means to be a child of the most high God
I hope you are reminded of it means to be a heir of the king of kings
What it means to be a son or daughter of the one who always will love us
I hope you will someday understand what it means to be loved and cherished

Why is life so difficult, and why is there so much hurting in the world around us
I hope you’re able to ask the questions that your heart is asking because He knows answers
I hope you’re ready to be amazed by the love Jesus gave us on the cross
I hope you’re ready to embrace the kind of person who knows what it means to be His

There will always be struggles on this side of eternity, but this world isn’t our home
There will always be the doubt, that seems to overwhelm and tends to cloud our minds
There will always be the hope; when a child discovers what it means to be free forever
There will always be the haters; who try to tell you will never be anything great