Forbidden. A word the rebellious hate.
I am enjoying a time of peace. It took many long months of pressing into Jesus to get here. I struggled, as most of us do, through intense stress over the last few years, and it takes intentional surrender to back out of those dark places. It is in the surrender that we find our …
I learned a few years ago, if I get away, I had to force myself to let go. This is self care!
About now I am praying to hear His voice loud and clear, or wishing for one of those talking mirror mirror on the wall things.
Summed up in one word, this week is 'crap'!
The tragedy is not about mental illness.The tragedy is our general misunderstanding of our own ability to respond. The tragedy lies in our lost hope and dreams for a future that we still navigate.
My ultimate victory didn't come from wielding swords. No, my victory came through complete surrender.
I refuse to allow your misunderstood ideas interfere with my living life to the fullest. I also refuse to live within the confines of the margins you create.
This past summer I stopped in a very dark alley of my life. I stopped, and I kneeled. I took a very long and deep breath. I am still exhaling today. For the love of myself, the me that I want to be, it was a necessary step to take.
Over the last few years, I have retreated into my internal safe zone. I become quiet; my thoughts seem to run rampant between the past and the future. Fear creeps in, so I stay in the Word.