Am I Enough

Am I Enough
Am I enough to fulfill GOD’s purpose for my life?
Am I enough of God’s daughter to be exalted?
Am I enough of a woman of God that people know it?
Am I enough of a follower of God to get to heaven?
Am I enough faith to be faithful?
Am I enough of a mother that my children can be proud of?
Am I enough of a mother for my girls to use as an effective example?
Am I enough of my present to dissolve the past and look forward to the future?
Am I enough of who I am without losing me?
Am I enough to capture the heart of life?
Am I enough of my past to have a strong future?
Am I enough courage to heal?
Am I enough of an impact to be impactful
Am I strong enough to hide the weak?
Am I enough of the present and future that outweighs the past?
Am I enough of a woman that someone would want to love?
Am I enough of a heart that a soul desires?
Am I enough laughter that can wipe away the tears?
Am I enough of a friend that I would want?
Am I enough of a life that lived?
Am I enough of a vision that is not blurred
Am I enough to be remembered?
Am I enough of a princess to enthrall a prince
Am I enough to die for?
Am I enough to be loved and accepted by those around me?
Am I enough to fight for?
Am I brave enough to not be weak?
Am I enough of a positive that you can’t see the negative?
Am I enough of me that I can let go of who I think I should be?
Am I visible enough to not be invisible?

This is a poem that I wrote a few years ago. Even as I read it today I can still find myself relating and feeling the same as I did when I first wrote it a few years ago.
I think this is something that as a society many people struggle with. I think at the end of the day, end of the week or end of our life we would hope to think that we mattered to someone. That we have impacted at least one person. That someone will at least remember us and get the warm fuzzies.
As my daughters have begun to spread their wings and fly I wonder and ponder quite a bit. Have I impacted them enough? Have I instilled enough values that they will know right from wrong? Do they love me enough that they will come back home as quickly as they left?
At the end of the day, I just have to take a deep breath, say a prayer, and give it to God. As long as I have given it my all that is what matters.
A few months ago at work, there was a volunteer who was being recognized for being 100 years old and also for volunteering for over 19,000 hours at the hospital. Many people spoke about this volunteer and how much she was appreciated and that she was so encouraging. This is something to strive for. At the end of my life, it won’t matter how many cars, houses or shoes I have. But what will matter is the legacy that I am leaving behind.