I don’t have big biceps, or a thin waste for that matter. But I have a heart pumping the purest blood.

I don’t have money, or amazing gadgets. But I have a pen, and a notebook.

I don’t have $100 shoes, or expensive clothes. I do have something on my feet to protect me from diseases, and clothes to keep me from being naked/arrested.

I don’t have musical ability. I do have a voice to praise my God.

I don’t have a lot of confidence. But I can confide in my journal.

I don’t have the best taste in music. But my favorite bands are what get me through most days.

I don’t have a lot of patience. But I have plenty of time to wait for the things to come.

I don’t have faith in humanity. I have faith in the one who created humanity.

I don’t have many very close friends. I do have few true friends.

I don’t have the best speech. But God still uses me to further his kingdom.

Tell me… What REALLY matters?