My Father's Daughter

By Bethany Dillon I would have been so blessed to know this song when I was like 13. It startles me when I realize how much of that 13 year old girl is left in me. I was so unique Now I feel skin deep I count on make-up to cover it all Crying myself to sleep cause I cannot keep their attention I thought I could be strong But it's killing me Does someone hear my cry? I'm dying for new life I want to be beautiful Make you stand in awe Look inside my heart, and be amazed I want to hear you say Who I am is quite enough Just want to be worthy of love And beautiful Sometimes I wish I was someone other than me Fighting to make the mirror happy Trying to find whatever is missing Won't you help me back to glory I want to be beautiful Make you stand in awe Look inside my heart, and be amazed I want to hear you say Who I am is quite enough Just want to be worthy of love And beautiful You make me beautiful You make me stand in awe You step inside my heart, and I am amazed I love to hea

But by the grace of God I am what I am... 1 Corinthians 15:10 It was my birthday this week. 31. Wow. It looks funny to see that in print. I'm 31. This last year has been kind of amazing. Scratch that. It's been REALLY amazing. It's been really hard too. I know me better. I have made real, substantial noticeable progress in my attitude and my temper. I like me. I like me and all my flaws. I know I'm a work in progress. I know God is so at work in my life. I know I can be better by His grace. 31 years. This birthday was much easier than last year. Thirty hurt. I never saw it coming. I never thought I'd be someone who cared about a number. It wasn't just the number though. My clock is ticking. I can hear it. It's quite loud. 30 meant now or never for planning more children (especially since, for us, it would mean a surgical procedure to reverse the first surgical procedure). 30 meant I was no longer in my 20's. I've been the youngest in everything I'

Amazima Ministries International . (In)courage asked us to link up with our favorite charity. I didn't have one I felt passionate about until I read about Katie and her kids in Uganda. Wow. I'm humbled. I've always had a heart for children, children others didn't want or couldn't care for. I have to help, like real help, big help...somehow. God please show me how to help.