I could not stop wasting time. It was crazy. I wanted to do something with my life. I wanted to help people, but instead, I went to sleep, sang in the shower, or sat and stared at the wall. I didn’t talk to anybody. I was introverted from the moment I was born, it seemed.
I wanted to reach people and show them the light of Jesus I had been shown as a young child, but I never had the right words to say. I felt there was no way to overcome my fear of talking and telling others about God’s love.
Every single person you meet has their own story. There are no exceptions. You become a part of it by how you treat them. We all have stories we won’t ever tell. I learned at a young age that most people hide their hurt and traumas behind a beautiful mask. I have a gift for seeing through the masks, the pain, and the emotions they try to hide.
That’s what got me into writing random notes of encouragement. Perfect for me who never has had the right words to speak, but I have always had the words to write.
I began to write words of encouragement and uplifting scripture on pieces of paper. I would always ask the Lord to give me the words to express to others how beautiful His love is for them. Then I would go throughout my day in the city and place them in library books, restaurant menus, coffee shops, airports; wherever anyone could find them. It gave me a sense of purpose at the age of 15.
I will never know if anyone saw them, read them, or if it helped anyone struggling, but that’s the thrill and beauty of life. I hope someone was changed for the better, but I will never know until I get to Heaven. I really want to be a warm light that shines on everyone. Just like Jesus Christ has been for me since the day I found Him.