an inspirational writing

Thank you to Bridget from the Rebelution forums for letting me post this. :-)

Now be honest girls-- how many of us could relate to something like this?

He likes me, better like him back.
Wear my nicest clothes, be sure to impress.
Each step I take opens my heart another crack
Till it is open and pouring out.
Then comes the bad news
-He likes someone else.
Now my heart is badly cracked.
Can I ever heal it?
I cry and wipe my tears till they're all dried up.
I grab a few strings and bind my heart up quick
Before anyone sees that I am hurting
And points, and laughs.
Now my heart has cracks, its seeping out all over
It drops on clothes and attitudes
And shows up on my face.
I laugh and flirt some more
So my broken heart won't kill me.
But it's not working, that last fling broke my heart in two.
My life has been ruined
All hope has left.
The darkness surrounds me, suffocating me
Life is empty
No meaning at all
I've tried to ignore it
But now it has caught up with me
I don't know why I was even born
Nothing matters, no one seems to care.
Life is like a vacuum, Sucking me up till I'm at the bottom
The force is strong, no one else seems to resist.
Why should I?
I cry and wish to die
To curl up in a ball
And never stand again.
But then I hear a voice
Whispering softly, gently to me
''Give it all up, my dear, I know how you feel,''
''I died for you, and I'm here to tell you that I love you.''
I sob as I listen to the voice of GOD
Then with a 'yes' and an uplifted hand
I give up all my dreams
All my hopes, all my life
All my fears and all my hurts
I give up everything that I once longed for
And realize I need something more.
I surrender my life and let HIM take control.
Then, his arms surround me so tenderly
My tears stop, replaced with joy.
I feel His love within me, so strong, it heals my heart.
My heart is better now, with only scars to remind me
Of the time when I was alone, looking in the wrong place for love.
But now I'm not alone, I've got a King for a daddy
And a Prince for a big brother.
I'll never forget how my new family rescued me
It cost so much, that GOD had to give up HIS only SON
Jesus died-for me!
I was an orphan, alone and dirty
I was dying in the gutter, until HE rescued me.
HE didn't care that I had given my heart away.
All HE asked for was my heart, my life, and my love.
I've given my heart to HIM, He'll keep it, and nourish it
Until the perfect time.
And then, with joy in HIS voice and love in HIS eyes
He'll say; ''Well done, daughter.''
And I will be able to turn and say to the love of my life
''Here, I give me heart to you, my daddy kept it until now.''
''I know you won't break it, I trust you with my life.''
''And since my daddy had my heart, I couldn't just give it away.''
''You had to ask HIM for it, and because you proved yourself worthy,''
''Here's my heart.''

But until then, O GOD
I give YOU my heart.
I surrender all to YOU.
Keep me enthralled in YOUR love
So that none other can distract.
Pick me up and twirl me around.
Give me faith to not fear.
Set my feet on higher ground
I want to reach new heights and never look back.
I want to praise YOU for who YOU are
And I will give glory to YOUR name.

I give YOU the key to my heart, and control of my thoughts.
Show me the way of purity.
I will trust YOU-
With my life, with my future
With my love, and with my heart.

Defined-

a smile: something that makes the world a better place.
modesty: tight enough to show you're a woman, loose enough to show you're a lady.
being happy: maybe everything isn't perfect- but you have chosen to see beyond the imperfections.
you: the living expression of God's kindness (how are you doing?)
love: not a fight, but something worth fighting for.
happy endings: God's specialty
beauty: the outward expression of what is in your heart; a God centered life.
life: only what's done for Christ lasts.
courage: not the absence of fear, but the determination that something else is more important than fear.
friends: people who accept us for who we are yet help us to be who we should.
fashion: a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to change it every six months.
confidence: the ability to admit when you've screwed up.