My wrist is essentially broken, but that is the least of my problems.I am broken. My spirit, my soul is broken. I feel beyond fixing. I'm tired, weary, and wrestling with who God created me to be. I'm angry, scared, and lonely. I'm an introvert living in an extroverted world; how will anyone understand me? I don't even take the time to understand myself. It would just be one more thing in which I'm alone.
I was exactly in this position just several years ago. It is still something that I struggle with every so often, but I have learned some things about myself, and my Heavenly Father in these times. I have often felt that I am misunderstood, a square peg in a round hole (pardon the overused expression). But I am beginning to learn that the things I don't necessarily like about myself are not permanent. I am a work in progress, subject to change. I am embracing who I am, flaws and all, knowing that this is not the final product. Who I have been created to be, and who you have been created to be, is a work of art in the skillful hands of the Almighty God. I remind myself often that this is not who I really am. Just because I struggle with things, or lose my temper with myself (or others), or make mistakes, that is not me. I have been created in the image of God Himself, and those characteristics do not reside in Him. The more time I spend in His Presence, the more He is able to conform me to the image of His Son. That is who I really am. And though it may take some time, I am learning along the journey that I may bend, but not break. I may fall, but I always get back up. Know that you are not alone in this journey, that at least one person completely understands at least some of the things that you are dealing with. I hope that this helps, even just a little.
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