Sometimes I feel like a fake. A fraud.
Sometimes…I am not strong. I am not happy. I do not have peace. I cannot see the light.
Then I remember that life is not always peaceful. We are each sad at times. We all have our moments of weakness. Our lives are sometimes dark.
These times do not define me; they are not who I am. They do not determine my future. They do not control my destiny.
I can choose happiness, joy, peace and strength…after I feel the pain and have a good cry…I can reach out to Him who is always available. He is always near to the broken-hearted. He is joy. He is peace. He is my strength. He is Light. He is the way, the truth, and the life.