Today, like many days, I want to tell you how I feel. How I fall more in love with God everyday. How I helped a homeless person. How I made a difference in someone's life. How I am the best Christian ever.
But I can't. I. Can. Not.
I can't because, it wouldn't be true.
Today, like everyday, I'm struggling. Trying to make it. Trying to remember to breathe. Trying to remember that I am a light. Trying to remember that it matters what I say, think, or feel. Trying to remember to fall more in love with my Savior. Trying not to keep failing so miserably.