Here are parts of lyrics to a song that my sister and I just love. It talks about how Jesus cares about us even though we have imperfections. He believes in us more than we believe in ourselves, and most of all, He loves us to no end.
Sometimes I believe That I can do anything Yet other times I think I've got nothing good to bring But you look at my heart and you tell me That I've got all you seek And it's easy to believe Even though 'Cause I got a couple dents in my fender Got a couple rips in my jeans Try to fit the pieces together But perfection is my enemy On my own I'm so clumsy But on your shoulders I can see I'm free to be me.
- Free to be me by Francesca Battistelli
-Kathryne-
