Please Smile At Your Reflection, For You Were Made In God’s Image
God made us in His image, in His likeness, from His hand. This means that we are designed exactly the way we are—imperfections and all.
God made us in His image, in His likeness, from His hand. This means that we are designed exactly the way we are—imperfections and all.
I ache so sweetly, for all the untouched places, for all the lips
I haven’t yet kissed.
You are loved in your light, in your dark, and in every shadow in-between
You learn that you aren’t, and won’t ever be, defined by someone else’s perspective of you.
But she set fire to your soul
with just one touch,
making all the hesitant pieces of you tremor
under her fingertips.
She was the calm to your wild,
the careful to your chaos.
We face death and heartache and abuse and loss and self-hatred and anxiety and fear and frustration, and yet, from all of that pain, we rise.
I’ve been falling for the reminders, falling for the parts that feel familiar in the embrace of someone new. But I don’t want that anymore.
Do you still remember
what you said—
always—
written in each kiss?
Today does not only signify success; today also is a reminder that each of us – every color and race and sexual identity and faith and stance – must continue to fight.