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I was thinking about all of the times I thought I was important to someone only to realize that while I may mean something to them, I didn't mean as much as I thought I did.
I see it happening in real time and still find it hard to accept. I also stopped being useful to others just to see who would stick around. The ones that stuck around are the ones I believe God put on my path, and I am eager to be of service.
I see it happening in real time and still find it hard to accept. I also stopped being useful to others just to see who would stick around. The ones that stuck around are the ones I believe God put on my path, and I am eager to be of service.
The QUESTions I've struggle with are:
- Am I being useful, or am I being used?
- Should either be of any concern to me?
I am made in His image; therefore, I must find peace in surrendering to being used, even when I do not understand the outcome of the act of service.
There is no fear here.
I am never alone on this journey, even when the people I thought valued me for being myself stop valuing me because I do not bring value to their lives.
There is no fear here.
I am never alone on this journey, even when the people I thought valued me for being myself stop valuing me because I do not bring value to their lives.
It is all for my good,
I am protected even when I am excluded.
I am protected even when I am excluded.
I am not sure how old I will be when I accept that most people only see others as a tool, something to be used.
However, I am filled with joy when I think of the future and the paths that have been cleared so that there is room for organic relationships that thrive with respect and individuality.
The life I live is the life I love.