I dent (tity)

Check out this awesome quote from dear Tosin’s dad…

“Tosin, you can’t live to please everyone. If you tried, you’ll never be who God made you. What pleases the first person you meet might not please the next, soon you’ll forget who you really are, and you’ll be a chameleon changing colours only to survive but never really living!”

How many of us wish our parents had said that to us as teens?

Now, go read Tosin’s amazing post! Heck, if your like me, read it twice. Then share it so others can be ministered to.

Alethea's Mind

I’m dented. In many places, I have dents – dents and scratches from the ‘hit-and-runs’ of life and her mercenaries. Dents from her words and his actions and dents from their stares. I’ve lost, in many ways, the purity of my identity; the way my Creator fashioned me: for the sake of conformity.

I dent, daily.

I struggle. I remember being young and looking for love in all the wrong places because I was consumed by a need – an empty space inside that needed to be filled, so I filled it with all the wrong things and all the wrong bits around the wrong people. I dented my identity to fit into those circles when my mould wasn’t so elastic, so it broke . . . and I still struggle.

“You’re too loud, hush!”

“You’re too playful, halt!”

You’re too . . . not like me, stop!”

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15 thoughts on “I dent (tity)”

  1. That was amazing! ‘I’m dented from the ‘hit and runs’ of life.’

    To see that and realize that you are indeed dented and broken is something only God can help you see. He allows me to see me for who I really am in order to help me heal the brokenness. Thank you for sharing that! 😊🙏🏽

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      1. I simply must comment. It’s a double ditto on everyone else’s great comments. This was not only very thought provokibg, but for me quite intense as I heard the old voices speaking before I could even finish. Although I’d say “dented” would not adequately describe it for me; dented at birth perhaps, definitely broken by childhood, certainly damaged by life. Thank you brother for this — not likely to forget this one …

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