I was nothing, a zero, the least likely to succeed at anything. I was the ugliest, dumbest thing God ever created. I was lower than the earth, worth less than a grub to eaten by birds. There was nothing about me that anyone would desire.
Hear the cry of the masses:
“I’m too fat.” “I’m disfigured.” “People run when they see my scars.” “People turn away in disgust.” “I have Down’s Syndrome; I’m unlovable.” “I’m stupid.” “I’ll never amount to anything.” “We’re poor and starving. No one cares.” “I’m crippled, but no one pays any attention to my needs.” “My skin is the wrong color so people dont like me.”
There are people in the world who do care and who do reach out and make a difference. I am thankful and grateful for those people, but if you aren’t doing because it’s what Jesus would do, if you aren’t…
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Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 