You are special by Max Lucado

You are Special

About me, Fighting Infertility, life, POI

‘I am not what others say I am’, this was the subject of the mail I received by Sarah Titus. This mail came at right time because I was falling back in depression due to PMS symptoms. Why? Why this time too? Anyways I am not here to rant but sharing a beautiful story in her mail.

Have you read ‘You are special’ by Max Lucado? If not read it, rather hear the narration, it would make a greater impact. Read the whole story and I would like to share a small part of it and how I correlated with my life.

Punchinello in the story is me fighting with infertility. Wemmicks are the ones around me giving the dots (bad marks) questioning about my fertility. Eli, the maker of Punchinello is definitely my creator, God.  

Eli: “Looks like you’ve been given some bad marks.”

Punchinello: “I didn’t mean to, Eli. I really tried hard.”

Eli: “Oh, you don’t have to defend yourself to me, child. I don’t care what the other Wemmicks think.”

Punchinello: “You don’t?”

Eli: “No, and you shouldn’t either. Who are they to give stars or dots? They are Wemmicks just like you. What they think doesn’t matter, Punchinello. All that matters is what I think. And I think you are pretty special.”

Eli: “The stickers only stick if they matter to you. The more you trust my love, the less you care about their stickers. You are special because I made you. And I don’t make mistakes.” 

I had tears but I smiled through them. I am special to God because he made me. He didn’t make mistake by making me fight with POI. Something really good will come at the end of it. I trust him.

You are special by Max Lucado

 

Will she or will she not?

life, write every day, writing challenge, Writing prompts

Write a story or post with an open ending, and let your readers invent the conclusion.

She wrote the last sentence in her journal and kissed it goodbye. She had matchbox and a knife in front of her.

She has poured her heart out in it. Why wouldn’t she? It was her only companion after all. Who knew this day would come when she had to end her journal and her life!

There are secrets hidden inside her journal not that would kill anyone but they might bring a turmoil in many relationships. How many times she pulled herself out from writing in it! But no one would listen her other than the journal which never complained.

She was sure that someone knew about it now as the last memoir written was, “Where will you go now?” not by her.

She was only left with two options now, burn it or kill herself! Burning the journal would not turn the secrets into the smoke and killing herself meant betrayal to many relationships.

What would she do?

Daily writing prompt: February 6 Choose your adventure