2016-07-27
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My mind is constantly swimming
through an endless stream of questions.
Am I a good enough?
Do I give enough of myself?
Do I deserve their love?
I look to You for answers.
Slowly they come.
The hug after a long day.
The kiss at bedtime.
The longing to be near me.
The answers come through those I love.
I know then that I am enough.
I know that I give all that I have and all that I am.
I reflect You. I am who You made me to be.
I am love.

-Elizabeth Knowlton, Community Writer

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