Fragile.

People are fragile. Mentally, emotionally, and sometimes physically.

Fragility is a delicate thing (how ironic). Some people don't like to let others know that they're fragile, or that they're hurting, or that something is wrong.

People want to be (or at least appear to be) strong. This results in people not always telling the truth to the questions "Are you okay?"; "How are you?"; and "Did you have a good day?", etc. Sometimes it's because you're not explaining what's wrong. (I admit that I, too, have been guilty of this a time or two)

But: 

"It's not about your scars 

It's all about your heart" 

(All About Your Heart, Mindy Gledhill)

We all have scars. But that's all they are: they're scars--meaning they've healed over. What matters is your heart—what's on the inside. I know sometimes we are delicate around certain scar subjects, and that's okay, but you need to know that it's okay to have scars. It's okay to have stories. Without your scars, you wouldn't be who you are today, and—because of that—other people wouldn't be who they are today and so on. 

Just know this:

You

Are

Important

Now and forever. 

There is nothing to be ashamed about in having scars. It's completely normal. I have some scars and yeah, it's hard. Definitely. Especially because it's not something I really talk about. But the experience has made me a stronger person—a better person. 

And guess what? God loves you no matter what. And I love you, too. That's the way it's always going to be. If you really are scared, turn to Him. He's there to help you and to heal you. <3

Jesus Christ, Healer.

I am so thankful for the opportunity I had this month to delve deeper into who Jesus Christ is as our Saviour and Redeemer and the other names I chose to focus on. I am going to end with Jesus Christ as our Healer. The reason He atoned for us, and died for us, was because He loved us, and He wanted to be able to help us get back to our Heavenly Father. We can't do that alone; we all make mistakes, and we all become broken pieces of what we used to be. And Jesus is there to help us heal. When I made a big mistake a couple years ago, I became broken, and miserable, and I felt so alone. But guess what? Jesus was there, and He helped me pick up the pieces, and slowly—ever-so-slowly—I have been putting them back together. Sometimes I break some of the pieces again, but He is so patient, guys. You don't understand how patient He is!! I am still putting the pieces together, but He is always right there, helping me. I love Him so much because He has done so much for me when I caused Him so much pain, but He loves me and that is why He atoned and died for me. That is why I know I am never alone: because He loves me! He died for me! And I will never be able to thank Him enough! He is my Saviour, my Redeemer, my Mediator, my Healer, and my Best Friend. I can always count on Him because He never leaves me. He has always been there for me when I needed Him; He has never left my side, especially when I needed Him the most. That is when He picked me up and carried me because I could not walk! He know everything about me and how I work, and so He knows what I can handle and what I can't and He works with me through everything—when I am frustrated about school, about my family, about myself as a person—He works with me through all of that and more. Guys, I don't know what else to say except this little bit of a song I'm working on:

"In a sea of faces, I only know so many

But He knows them all personally

He knows your doubts

He knows your fears

He knows all about you

He knows your hopes

He knows your dreams

He knows all about you

He knows

He knows you."

That is all I have so far but it is so true! He knows everything about you and He knows you personally. I love you all and I know that God loves you very much. Don't ever forget that. We can't comprehend how much sometimes, but He died for us; that's the price He was willing to pay for us. Just remember that He knows you, He loves you, and He died for you.