He loves me.
Today some of the guys went around passing out flowers.
I've never been given flowers by a boy, and it's been one of my favorite pity parties to throw. It's fun to feel like you were mistreated; not shown the love you deserved. To wallow in that entitlement.
But how much greater love there is, to know that God himself grew the plumerias and hibiscus for you. To know He wants to lavish you every gift, every blessing; to pour loads of bright, fragrant blooms into your life. •
Learning to acknowledge my worth in something other than men has been an eye opening and freeing experience. To truly feel beautiful even if no ones eyes but the Father's sees me. To talk to anyone, absolutely anyone, with confidence because I know I'm worth being heard. To know only the one who made me can tell me what I'm worth, and it's more than diamonds. •
Thank you for reading these thoughts💕I know they sound very familiar, you've heard them before probably, but realizing this stuff in real life makes such a difference. He loves you🌙