What if I told you about all my flaws; all the things I've done that are completely wrong, all of the ways I've messed up and about the things that I've said that have hurt or broken people. What if I told you about the lowest time of my life, when I sat and dealt with depression, all on my own in a town I wasn't too familiar with, for months. What if I told you about the times when I sat and wondered if I was ever going to make it.
What if I told you that I have sat and wondered if, with all of this baggage, I was going to ever find somebody that'd ever want to be with me or around me.
What if I told you that I've thought about giving up on my dreams.
I'm in Arizona right now for work. I'm sitting at a coffee shop in Scottsdale writing this. On my walk here, I listened to If I Told You by Darius Rucker and it got me thinking.
The list of the things I've done wrong is a mile long. Until a short time ago, I let those things bother me. I let them eat at me, which lead to more screw-ups.
What if I told you that all the things you've done wrong really are a part of the past; it's done and over with. What if I told you that the things you've said can be forgotten; you don't have to be ashamed about it. What if I told you that you're going to make it through the dark days and that those bad times are going to make the good times even better.
What if I told you that you are going to be okay? What if I told you that you are forgiven?
What if I told you that somebody will come along and it'll feel so right.
What if I told you that it's all going to work out.
You are going to be okay, you will make it. You are forgiven.
Somebody will come along, someday.
Don't give up.