Sheri L. Dew
We're not alone--at least, we're alone only if we choose to be alone. We're alone only if we choose to go through life relying solely on our own strength rather than learning to draw upon the power of God.
Strong women wear their pain like stilettos. No matter how much it hurts, all you see is the beauty of it.
Their gunnin' for me, want to see me fall, you know my story, been through it all, times I felt like dyin', but I ain't cryin', what didn't kill me, makes me strong as iron.
I don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.
The days of our lives, for all of us, are numbered. We know that. And yes, there are certainly times when we aren't able to muster as much strength and patience as we would like. It's called being human.