Today, I admitted something out loud-I am exhausted. The tug on my heart is more than I can bear. To withstand more of the same is beyond my ability.
We should take notice. The most unrighteous among the people would live on to join Christ in paradise. It did not matter that his sin was significant enough to land him on a cross of crucifixion.
Only other women who've dealt with the pain of pornography would understand. I desire a fresh start but I fear a fresh start.
Our hours are precious, and we can't allow the world and its problems to imprison us.
As I sit here, drowning in the addiction cycle that haunts our family, my Savior is my life raft. For the many ways he provides and comforts, you would expect there to be one flaw, but it does not exist.
You knew what I searched for would never be found in men, or anything else. With calm reassurance for a hurting soul, you introduced me to your Son.
There is no holding back. Praise Him in the storm is all I know.