I learned that we all had things that made us laugh and things that hurt our feelings and families that were complicated and things that made us proud and raging insecurity and curiosity and hunger. And over time I learned some of the secrets different people carried, that were hard. And hopes that they had, that were wonderful.
I learned that the stars on our bellies didn’t matter at all. The stars don’t matter one whit in God’s kingdom. And don’t let anybody – ever – tell you otherwise. Because you are a child of God.