Still That Girl
Friday, July 12, 2013
This post was inspired by the song Still That Girl by Britt Nicole.
I'm still that girl. A tiny speck on this earth. But a girl who wants so badly to make a little mark on this world - to tell a good story and leave behind something good and meaningful.
I'm still the girl who loves being in love and feeling butterflies. I'm still the girl who loves a good cry. I cry at chick flicks. I cry at brokenness. I cry when I hear a worship song that lights my heart on fire. And the sound of a gospel choir gives me goosebumps.
I'm still the girl who loves to dream and create and be inspired. I'm still the girl who loves to laugh until it hurts. I'm still the girl that knows every word to every Michael Jackson song. I get giddy to stay overnight in a fancy hotel. I think it's fun to drink champagne. And get dressed up in heels. I live for summertime. I still dance in the kitchen while I'm cooking dinner. And I feel alive when I roll the windows down in the car, let the wind blow through my hair, and sing a favorite song at the top of my lungs.
I'm still the girl who hates housekeeping and scary movies and any kind of schedule. I hate being cold. I'm still forgetful and disorganized. I fight discontentment all too often and I chase the comforts of this world with way too much enthusiasm. I still have lots of great big plans, but not a lot of follow through.
I still need my girlfriends. And my bible. And my Diet Coke. I'm still the girl that tends to be more lazy than productive. (Or I like to say that I've always been more Mary than Martha). I still doubt myself often. And worry what people think of me. I'm still insecure about my writing and where I fit into this blogging world. I still wish I was taller and more tan and more toned.
And I'm the girl that embraces the days when I have no strength left and I'm forced to surrender. I live for the moments when I feel God telling me it's safe to fall into Him. Some people hate that surrender. But I love it. That feeling of letting go, and knowing his grace is sufficient for me and I'm not in control (thank goodness). I'm still the girl who fell in love with Jesus as a teenager and has been in awe of him ever since. I still want people to know I belong to him.
I'm still that girl.
Linking up with Casey today.