Some Days you have to feel accomplished…
There are days I wake up and feel good about facing the day. There are days that I wonder if I really matter. I think most people go through similar feelings. Every morning is the beginning of a new day. Sometimes I like to carry my baggage of yesterday into the beginning of a new day. I know that sounds like I want to hold on to yesterday. A part of me does.
I had a car accident my senior year of high school. I was 17 years old. I was in the hospital for a while. It was when I was released from the hospital. I had to re-learn how to do almost everything. It was like starting over. My mom and I were constantly fighting. I didn’t understand how I could make her so mad at me. She often told me I was never going to amount to anything. After I was trying to tell her what her so called boyfriends trying to convince me to do with them. So I just learned to keep things to myself.
My car accident was 32 years ago. I moved in with my husband 28 years ago. When I moved in he was actually my boyfriend. I felt safe with him. There was so much I wanted to tell him but couldn’t ever find the words. So we lived together for 8 years before we were married. We experienced a lot together before we really found Jesus and was married in a church. Our families were not exactly for us. They did show up to our wedding.
Our families doesn’t call or come around much at all now. But my husband and I became members of a Christian (Bible based) church about 21 years ago. There has been some Sundays that we felt like we didn’t belong. There has been many times we have been encountered by certain friends that told us that we did belong.
Which is very humbling knowing that God loves us enough to know we may have been rejected from our families but being in His (church) family has taught us that we may not have it all together. But He will always bring someone beside us to give us encouragement in the right direction.