Beautiful.

After 6 months, I am still feeling the pain of a lost love. I had thought that as time would go by, my heartache would subside and I would be on the path of healing, but I have realized that such a chasm of hurt would simply take time. I cried on my bed tonight, telling God that if I had one personal wish, it would be that I didn't lose my first love and that we were together. Afterward, I looked upon a star outside my window, and and I was gazing at it, my thoughts turned into a different direction. This star, I thought, was once in God's strong hands. He gently placed it into the sky and took the time to name it. He had looked upon this very star and thought it lovely. This star was an expression of God's beautiful mind, and I was looking at it, my mind burst open with the thought that if this star was, to God, lovely, then how lovely am I? A living, breathing, moving soul that God thought as the cherry on top of his creation, the masterpiece, the most grand thing of all. A star does not compare to my beauty, nor does any wonderful creation in the universe compares. This is mind blowing to me, and I cherish this thought that is true for every person on this planet. Funnily enough, a friend of mine posted this picture below on Facebook. Be blessed.