Sometimes I worry...

Sometimes I worry that I will never be cool enough, artsy enough, quiet enough, loud enough, skinny enough, cultured enough for someone to even notice me.

I'm so thankful and humbled that my Savior would come down from heaven - and see me - Heather - as a more than average girl. He takes me - this girl who isn't artsy or crafty enough, who isn't skinny enough, and hasn't left the country more than 1 time... and He holds me in His arms. And He loves me.

{Thank you, Lord, for your provision. Thank you for loving this girl who feels so unloveable sometimes..}