sensitivity.

sensitivity.

Are you sensitive?

Are you too sensitive?

Being sensitive is a strength. You have the capacity to be sensitive toward others and that is a wonderful quality.

But it can be a weakness, too, if you find yourself being overly introspective, hard on yourself, thinking people are against you, self-pity, and even getting depressed.

Many of our problems can be improved or solved with changing how we look at things. Remove the glasses and clean up the smudged lenses. Or maybe you need to try a new pair of glasses altogether.

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Because we are sensitive, we may think that is equal with humility. But if we’re honest, we can be prideful, thinking we’re always right, and get defensive if we’re asked to think differently.

Just consider that things may not be the way you think they are. Choose one situation and think about it differently.

Let your weakness become your strength!

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beautiful strength.

beautiful strength.

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You can’t fix grief.

A paper cut will heal quickly.

A gun shot wound requires more time.

Sometimes the bullet cannot be removed.

People live with bullets inside of them.

People live with broken hearts.

This isn’t hopelessness.

It is acceptance of what is.

Once accepted,  you carry grief with  strength…

beautiful strength.

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mothers.

mothers.

Mothers have a peculiar strength.

She endures childbirth, carrys heavy burdens, and perseveres through the storms of life. Truly, the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.
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Yet, deeply within the reservoir of her strength lies tender sensitivity.

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Mothers cry.

Silently.

Privately.

Her tears washes away the residue of concerns.

It’s God’s way.

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beautiful strength.

beautiful strength.

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You can’t fix grief.

A paper cut will heal quickly.

A gun shot wound requires more time.

Sometimes the bullet cannot be removed.

People live with bullets inside of them.

People live with broken hearts.

This isn’t hopelessness.

It is acceptance of what is.

Once accepted,  you carry grief with  strength…

 beautiful strength.

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treasures.

treasures.

Memories ebb and flow, washing upon the shore of our mind. Sometimes the tide comes in uninvited, carrying debris with it. If we allow the debris to lodge in our minds, we can become laden down with self-pity, discouragement, and depression.

The tide will go out. And with it, the debris.

But look! There are some surprising treasures that the tide brought with it. If you look carefully, you will find them.

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Pain does not have to drown us.  God knows we do not have the strength to tread water for long. He brings reprieve in the form of little joys that will make us smile in the midst of even deep sorrow.

The first clear notes of a cheerful robin, chasing away the bitter winds of winter.

The surprise visit of  a summer breeze, bringing relief on a hot summer day.

The palette of  warm, autumn colors painted on a dreary, gray canvas.

The gentle falling snowflakes quieting a troubled heart.

All is well.

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forgotten.

forgotten.

Sometimes it feels like you’ve been forgotten.

That no one cares.

Don’t you see your beauty?

While others have gone on, you reveal strength and endurance.

It’s all in how it looks in the light.

Sparkle!