“She was made up of more, too. She was the books she read in the library. She was the flower in the brown bowl. Part of her life was made from the tree growing rankly in the yard. She was the bitter quarrels she had with her brother whom she loved dearly. . . She was all of these things and of something more . . . It was what God . . . puts into each soul that is given life – the one different thing such as that which makes no two fingerprints on the face of the earth alike.”
― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.
Everyday on this earth, we learn more about being human. We learn lessons of not just watching the world from our window, but digging into the deep earth and finding passion. Every experience, every tough lessons, every wasted hour, every fallen tear–they create us to be our own story. We all become footprints on the earth. We run this wild life race, not to win it, but because it’s already been won for us.
Trials truly do produce character. Everything produces character. We’re too quick to move on after something terrible but we need to promise ourselves to never shake the dirt of our shoes after something wonderful again. We need to promise ourselves to never be afraid of the waves on the shores of life for they will always come back and we need to learn to face them with confidence.
So dig in. Realize you’re made of the books you’ve read, the songs you’ve song, the movies you’ve watched. You’re the Christmas lights and pillow forts of your childhood. You’re the first day of fall and you’re the summer night. You’re the road-trips and arrivals in the middle of the night. You’re the walks through the forrest and you’re the earliest sunrise you watched. You’re the moment you felt real and you’re the moment you felt afraid. You’re the taste of your favorite coffee flavor and the feeling of letting your hair flow around in your face. You’re the stories your Grandmother’s told and you’re the hero in the unfinished stanza of a poem called life. You’re a mosaic of the people you’ve met and the city streets you’re weary feet have tread. You’re the conversations late at night with your friends and siblings and you’re the crazy laughter your family shares. The one thing you aren’t is a sinner anymore, so fly away on your wings and realize the greatest truth: you’re forgiven. Realize your the only one with your ‘fingerprint’. Use these things to proclaim and live life. Dig in deep and never forget who you are.