girl.

i am not fake. i will not pretend to be something i am not. i am a fallen follower. a seeker, a girl. i am just a girl. i am just a girl seeking. i am just a girl who seeks truth, and lives simply, in mercy, grace, and sacrifice. in the end, i am just a girl.
there are days when i flicker. i can feel it in my soul, that i am burning out, and i wonder if i will reach the end, or if i will continue to burn, melt, and provide light. flickering is a hard feeling to bare with, because you feel it in your bones that you are reaching the end, that you could go out any second, but you grasp on to every last second you have, waivering, with faith so small, but strong enough to keep you lit.
i made it through another Christmas, flickering. Wanting nothing but time with people I love, asking only for phones to be turned off, food to be eaten, and laughter to give way to the dark moments of the season.
I am just a girl, just a girl flickering, and staying strong. A girl with big dreams, little steps, and small faith.

i am just a girl.