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Enough is a hard measurement to come by, it's not very defined and usually not very numeric. I like numbers, I hate math, but I love numbers! They given me something to calculate, something to measure and something to count down. But when there are no numbers involved how much is enough? Where do you come up with the figures and when do you draw the line?
Sorry I don't think I have any answers where that is concerned, I don't know how to measure or calculate things when I only have words and emotions to go off of. There have been moments when I have been sure with every fiber of my being that I have had enough, and yet life goes on and if you call quits on account of your definition you miss some of the great beauties of life, so it's weird, the concept of enough or being enough is evasive and hard to understand.
However if there is one thing I've learned its that my definition of life and the concepts of life are so much smaller in my head than they are in reality, I limit what I see and understand. God's version of me is so much more than my version of me and my life. When people say that I am enough and I am doing enough and I am great I usually measure it in my idea of me being good and enough.
But that is not accurate, when someone else or God says that I am enough that not only means that they see me as being enough but that I have surpassed my own expectations of myself, I just haven't seen it because of my limited sight.
So you see while it may be hard to ever feel like you are enough because there is no way to measure or calculate what it even means to be enough, you are enough. You are more than enough, you wouldn't be here if you weren't. God chose you meaningfully and purposefully, knowing that you have what it takes to become stunningly beautiful through your life and your circumstances. He believes in you and has faith in you, you are enough, not just because I said so, but also because God has placed you so. And that should be enough to show you, that you ARE enough.

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