Everybody’s broken and I’m no different.

 

I feel unworthy, deficient.

 

The great lie in my heart: I’ve gotta be perfect to serve.

 

Truth is the best of us are really just the worst of us.

 

I face addictions too, you know, I face temptations just like you. I’m insecure, afraid, just trying to make it to the next day.

 

The true test of faith is what you do with shame; do you let it sit and simmer, or do you give yourself some grace?

 

I wish life were easier, but it only gets harder.

 

I hope I can learn to see beauty in pain, oh, I just can’t wait til I can dance in the rain.