Vulnerable

I am like an open book, yet I only let people skim my pages. I will usually tell you what you want to know, but will never in real feeling of depth or in detail.

I yearn to be close to people and have them truly know me. All my strengths and even more so my weaknesses. But I am cautious as to whom. If there is someone who I want to confide in, and it goes not as planned, I just might shed a tear or two.

I don't mind being vulnerable. It doesn't scare me as much as it does other people. But I do mind what people do with my thoughts and feelings. Don't we all? Sometimes, I learn a lot about myself when I sit and ponder on who I truly am, my fears, my hopes, my dreams. At times it surprises me. Other times, it makes me realize so much more about myself in ways that I can't quite understand.

I am learning so much about trust. About relationships. About people. About family. About friends. About myself. Thank goodness for those who love me and truly care about me and for me.

Even more so, what a blessing it is to have my Savior. The one person who will take my vulnerability, and wrap His arms around me. He will listen. He will love. He will accept. He will heal. I am learning through prayer, to open up to Him and talk about things in all honesty. He truly knows me, and loves me. I am safe with Him.

I am grateful for those who are on this earth who act as such with me. I am so grateful for those who let me be vulnerable and keep me safe and love. But most of all, to my Savior, I am grateful for this relationship that soothes my soul.