How about we be happy? Isn't it what we want?
What if I told you that you have control? What if I told you that no one can be happy for you? What if I told you that temporary things don't make true happiness? What if... What if I told you that you can, and will be happy despite how people treat you... Despite where you live, what car you drive, if you even have a car, the racist and rude remarks, the pain, the guilt, the blood stains... All of it..?
I'm not lying. Just like some of you reading this, I felt hopeless. It seemed as of I had tried everything to feel whole, alive, loved, full, satisfied.... Nothing worked. But I hadn't tried it all. Lot put it bluntly... I needed Love. I needed Jesus.
It took my whole life since I was 14 years old.... But I finally realized.... I have control over my thoughts.. And my thoughts control how I feel.
Just something to ponder.
Love you all so,
Kristin West
