Today I cried for the little girl who was lost.
The little girl who needed a safe place but could never seem to find one.
The little girl who was afraid to go to school because of bullies.
The little girl nobody wanted on their team because she was clumsy and slow.
I cried for the little girl that no one wanted to sit by on the school bus.
I cried for the little girl that had stuff thrown at her while everyone laughed.
I cried for the girl who had the freckle face and big feet.
I cried for the little girl who dressed differently and was laughed at.
Today I cried for the little girl who never had a place to hide.
I cried for the little girl who never cried, because she held it inside.
I cried for the little girl who did not want to cause problems so she locked it away.
I cried for her humiliation and her shame.
I cried for the little girl who went to grownups for help and was told that sticks and stones may hurt but names never could.
I cried for the the little girl who the names hurt.
I cried for the girl who dried up her tears and began to act tough.
I cried for the girl who tried to blend in to the crowd hoping to not be noticed yet at the same time needing to be noticed because she wanted a friend.
I cried for the girl who wanted friends to keep.
I cried for all the times she finally found a friend and began to fit in only to have it ripped away to start over again.
I cried for the girl who lost her childhood belief that everything would work out and that adults would protect her.
I cried for the times the little girl tried to act tough and didn’t cry because she did not what to act like a baby, though she really was, just a baby.
I cried for the little girl who began to believe the mean things that other kids said about her.
I cried for the little girl who lost her confidence in herself.
I cried for the little girl who loved baby dolls and drawing happy pictures.
I cried for the carefree feeling the little girl lost..
Today I cried for the little girl who finally knows and feels hope.
I cried for the little girl who has friends who love her and can never be ripped away.
I cried for the love she finally knows is hers to keep.
Today I cried for the little girl who does not need grown ups to protect her because she has Jesus to protect her.
Today I cried for the grown up girl who still feels the little girl inside her from time to time.
Today I cried because she finally likes herself.
Today I cried for the little girl who was lost but is now a part of the woman she has become.
Mark 10:16
Then he took the children in his arms and placed his hands on their heads and blessed them.
A Story By Me 
Hi T were you that little girl too, because it sure sounds like me, my story is in the link below but I love how you put this together, its beautiful but of course I cried reading it but not because I still feel the pain but for all the other little girls and boys that still do even as Adults, like I felt for many years and there was more hurt and more pain and…
Jesus cried.
http://freedomborn.wordpress.com/2011/09/27/the-early-years-a-little-lost-girl/
Thank you T – Christian Love Anne.
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Hi Anne, yes this was me but also a combination of lots of little girls who felt that hurt as a child. I read your story and it made me cry. I know now as I am sure you know to that it was our experiences that made us who we are today. I hope in sharing these things others will know there is hope, they are special and loved, and that Jesus can ease their pain. Blessings to you and thank you for sharing )
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Dear T, yes very True my dear Sister in the Lord, we are who we are today because God has used our life experiences as bad as they were for good, not that it was was His will we suffer or was it by His hand, He did not cause the hardship ( see below ) but He knew we would be hurt and experience heart pain and so He strengthened us and held us close in the darkness.
Lamentations 3: 33 For He doth not afflict willingly nor grieve the children of men.
Isaiah 43:1-3 – Do not be afraid, for I have ransomed you. I have called you by name; you are mine. When you go through deep waters and great trouble, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown! When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you. For I am the LORD, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Saviour.”
Jeremiah 29 :11-12 For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.
Christian Love Anne.
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Thankfully T God can even use our mistakes, I just noticed that the link I gave you was one you had already read and commented on this Link is the following years…
http://freedomborn.wordpress.com/2011/11/28/my-journey-continues-the-teenage-years/
Christian Love Anne.
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Now Terri, this is becoming rather spooky. I read this and it sounds again like you are talking about me. I really don’t understand this. Is it coincidence? Is god trying to tell me something? Or is it …hmmm I actually don’t understand. I think you need to rename your blog to the mask that grins. You are more me than I am myself in your writing. Sorry but I’m still in awe…
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That is very interesting, and I do not know what to say in reply other than I have read other people’s blogs and felt the same way. So funny you mention the title, when I named my blog wordpress asked for the name, I had no idea so just typed in A Story By Me thinking that I could change it later, but soon found out it could not be changed so here I am 2 years later still A Story By Me. you have a great blog name by the way.
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Reblogged this on TheMaskThatGrins and commented:
I had to reblog this poem it’s amazing, and it’s written by Terri Siebert, check out her blog it’s awesome. A story by me
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