She's spent all her life second-guessing herself.
Never recognizing herself for the treasure she is in Christ.
She is a talented seamstress, but all she sees are the flaws.
She has gorgeous curly hair, but she hates how contrary it is.
She can cook mouthwatering dishes, but she always thinks she didn't add enough of this or that.
And now?
Now her life is slowly ebbing away as cancer takes its ugly toll.
Why am I telling you this?
Because with the exception of the sentence about cancer all of this post could be written about me.
I see the dark side of things, and my fear holds me back from doing what I should.
And as I watch my friends grasp on this life become weaker I'm inspired to live each day like there's no tomorrow.
