I am by no means an extraordinary person.
I don’t write my blog because I think I’m super inspirational.
I don’t write my blog because I think I’m an incredible and powerful influencer.
I write because I’m ordinary.
I write because I’m imperfect.
I write because others inspire me.
It’s true. Others who share their testimony and light have inspired me to at least try and do the same. And while I’m perfectly imperfect at it – I’m trying. Because they are people I want to be more like. They are people who make me feel closer to my Heavenly Father… and that’s what I want.
For some reason, I’m really good at finding all of my faults and imperfections. I’m really good at beating myself up and putting myself down. I’m really good at letting Satan manipulate my thoughts about myself.
And I think that’s part of the reason why I write. Because when I write it down, I can see how ridiculous it is. When I write it down, it all becomes clearer.
So I’m sorry. If you’re reading this – I’m sorry. I’m sorry if you expected someone who has all the answers or someone who is super inspirational. I don’t. I’m not.
I am literally nothing. And yet? In God’s eyes I’m everything.
And I guess in the end, that’s all that really matters. It’s not about what other people think – it’s about what Heavenly Father thinks. It’s about Him.
It always has been. It always will be.