I don’t know what part of your story tells you that you are not enough , the part where failure tries to creep in and lies slide through the crevasses to seep in and tell your heart that you are not enough. When the mistakes rear their head to tell you that nothing will ever amount. When voices echo through your mind telling you that there is just to much damage. Oh friend, You are not your past, you are not a mistake and your Heavenly Father takes all of the brokenness and ashes and creates beauty like only he can. He is the only one capable for pushing back the lies, the voices of abuse, heartache, depression, fear, pain and duress. He is the only one who can mend the cracks of our hearts, taking our feet and landing us on solid ground. Where the past doesn’t dictate the future. Allowing us to walk in wholeness and step out of the ashes. You are worthy friend and you are loved.