Love lives there, And filters down For trying moments In silenced sound. When world erupts And plans change. It's Christ alone, That Holy Name.
I never thought I would one day live through something we've only read about in history books. I hoped I wouldn't. Yet, here we are. The world has come to a halt.
A short reminder to encourage the anxiety fighter out there.
Addiction is a lethal whirlwind- long before the heart stops, the individual disappears.
I believe in His mighty ways, but I wonder who I ticked off. These irrational thoughts lead back to my religious beginnings of doing more rather than being enough.
Without loyalty and respect in the center of all actions, you are not practicing self-reliance or independence. Without those essential parts, you are practicing selfishness.
I never intended to lose myself as I found myself, but I believe that's what happened. I gained insight into one part of me while losing the other.
Time would heal my wounds, and courage would eventually merge the pieces of my soul. Before God was my everything, I was a floating vessel in search of solid ground.
I am filled day and night with a fear I cannot shake. People die every day from one last high. We saw that in December. Living in this fear is trying.