Your story to tell
My friend,
If you’re like me a thought has been received in the recess of your ears that your life and the stories that make it up hold little weight or meaning.
If you’re like me this thought is soon followed by a gang of its friends that hold pitch forks in their hands to steal away your peace and joy in life.
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If you’re like me, you are left like a bell deeply rung and swinging and the thought ringing in your ear:
“How could what you have to say possibly matter”
When this thought comes breaking in to steal your joy, may it soon be swallowed up with the following:
The world is formed in such a way that those who speak and what they say must hold its weight in the ears who hear it, for light still shines and its receiver welcomes it. Your words matter.
