One woman who had been through years of trial and sorrow said through her tears,
"i have come to realise that i am like an old twenty dollar bill, crumpled, torn, dirty, abused and scarred.
But i am still a twenty dollar bill.
I am worth something.
Even though i may not look like much
and even though i have been battered and used.
I am still worth the full twenty dollars."
Extract from talk by Deitrich F. Uchdorf.
What a very valuable sentiment.....I think we all too often forget that we ARE twenty dollar bills!
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