Praise

You may give it or receive it & others may not understand it at all. It's a small word that can mean so much, even in the life of a 22 year old it's huge.

For some reason, compliments are sometimes hard to stomach. May it be from friends, family, acquaintances or even complete strangers - Being praised for something you've said, created, wrote, your hard work; is one of the best feelings. God has continued to show me, through the most important people (even the strangers) what giving/receiving praise is all about. The fuel I gain from all the gracious words and encouragement is great. There are people in my life that sometimes express more than I can handle, but it's all because they genuinely care. I try to watch carefully so in return I can say what I need to : so open and raw. That trait doesn't come easy, at least for me. I'm not one to wear my heart completely on my sleeve - if you know me well, you can sometimes figure it out - otherwise you're probably left in the dark (or at least with a nightlight, with a hint of understanding) Whether it's the way I act, the look I give, the reactions I feed to others - my feelings always go deeper. I love it when God opens my eyes to the little things, that in reality are so huge. It's in those moments I feel closest to Him. He continues to nudge me, almost as if saying "Allison, were you really listening? Clear your eyes - - look deeper and listen."

He wants His children to lean in - what a great feeling, to be wanted (and PS..He holds the best compliments I've ever heard...listen)