My mother-in-law used a word to describe me recently. Soft. When I heard it, it just sounded so beautiful. Soft. Yes, that is exactly what I am, and how God made me. I’m owning it.
All my life I’ve been told that I’m too sensitive… that I cry too easily, that I wear my heart on my sleeve. I’ve been told to “toughen up” and let go of the opinions of this world. Still, regardless of how many times I am put down, trampled on, or made fun of, I know that Jesus made me sensitive for a reason. Here are a few of the reasons that I have come up with:
- I am sensitive so that I can hear the cries of those around me.
- I wear my heart on my sleeve so that those seeking empathy and understanding in a harsh world can find me.
- I cry because the…
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