She is not the girl who scratched and clawed her way to the top. She is the girl who learned how to float to prevent her from sinking when life tried to weigh her down. Who walked on pebbles and used them as her stepping stones to get to higher ground. Who learned that childlike faith in the God above would blossom into something much greater than herself. She may have had father figures who were missing in action, but she became comforted by a Heavenly Father who never left her side.
Once dejected and rejected, she no longer is that sad, little girl. Don’t feel sorry for her. Applaud her, because it was during the dry seasons that she discovered an oasis. Rejoice with her, because in the darkness is where she found a beacon of light. Admire her for rising above her crisis in spite of her circumstances. She may have started out in the valley, pecking along like a chicken digging for worms. But then the Ancient of Days taught her to spread her wings like an eagle and soar into the air over the mountaintop.
Don’t cry for her, feel sad for her, or grieve for her. If you’re looking for a lost and lonely child, she is not here. Misunderstood, she may be; a wonder to many she may be. If you’re looking for perfection, she is not that girl. If you expect to see sophistication or to hear profound eloquence, you will be disappointed. Her past may want to dictate her future, the voices in her head play a broken song, and her name may even mean “bitter” — but she refuses to be that girl.
What kind of girl is she? A simple girl. A blessed girl. She is stronger today for everything she endured. She appreciates the beauty of living life one day at a time. She surrounds herself with those who encourage and genuinely care for her. She clothes herself with a garment of praise, amazed by the wonders of God’s grace.
Sad . . . alone . . . afraid.
Not that girl anymore.
© M.A. Pérez 2014, All Rights Reserved
“The past does not have to be your prison. You have a voice in your destiny. You have a say in your life. You have a choice in the path you take.” Max Lucado
12 responses to “Not That Girl”
How gorgeous! I love this.
Thanks, Tina …! You would laugh if you knew where this topic came to me 😉
I too know that Girl…she’s my Sister!
Yes, she is!
You just told my story! Thank you for sharing.
LaTanya – Thank you for reading and commenting!
WELL SAID!! I know that girl…she has a ready smile, looks for the best in people and a great laught….I know THAT GIRL and she is a happy treasure and a wonderful friend!!
You’ve put a big smile in my face, Susie 😀
I can identify with this.
That’s awesome, Sandra 🙂