Entry 030118- What Are You Worth?

Posted: January 3, 2018 in Journal, Life Stories
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#Funfact: I start off these post with the title as just “Entry DDMMYY- ” and then I add on the last part of it with last line of the post.

Good day,

So this morning I edited my last post because I got in trouble. Oh wait! Not trouble with the content but rather with my errors. My friend always complains that I write and there are grammatical errors in the posts. I know this to be true.

#SidenoteI was just thinking to myself that maybe I could type this up in Word and do a word check after but then I looked up in this very window and I see there is this button there called “Proofread Writing”. LOL LOL. Whoops! Well I’ll definitely use that now.

That sidenote… as it just happened… literally made my whole explanation void. That being said… the only thing left to say… I clearly was just lazy.

 

I actually wanted to post a poem yesterday. Well to be more accurate… write, and then post one yesterday. So guess what? Today is going to be a #DoublePost.

 

Today we are going to talk about me. This is going to be fun.

#Sidenote: We often say that talking to ourselves is a sign that we may be going mad or already there. LOL But here’s a joke… when I write these posts… I’m legit sitting here talking to myself and having a full-blown conversation. And guess what? I love it. I’m good company! Great company!

Who Am I? If only we could get paid for every time we think this or someone asks us who we are… we’d all be RICH! lol

When I ask myself that question though… it’s far more than asking about my character. I want to know the value of said character. I ask it to determine MY value. What is my worth? How much is my time worth? How much is my love worth?

My time is nothing compared to eternity and my love is imperfect and nothing close to what God offers us.

So what is my worth?

Well… you are worth what ever you believe you are worth! It’s literally that simple.

I know that I am a son of The King. And I know that knowing and believing that makes me special and priceless.

By extension… every thing that I do, every moment that I have, every thing that I say, every word that I write… they are ALL PRICELESS. All because I believe it to be so. Who can tell me differently? If you can tell me differently… good for you! Doesn’t change what I believe.

So…

What do you believe?

What are you worth?

 

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