Little by little, the lack of passion went unnoticed, and within a few years, when passion no longer became my priority, another new ‘me’ emerged. She wasn’t adorned with fire and thrill. Nope. What I wore looked more like something I’d call ‘content’.
I have to admit, I haven’t studied her in a long time. When I stopped and looked, I see new creases in places that were once smooth, and eyes that look a little saggier. (I won’t mention where else things may be saggy, ha!) My hair has begun to frizz in small sections. I even seem shorter!
Many people who know me, know I’m a self-admitted airhead. Why do I call myself that? Well, no matter how hard I try, I have more ‘duh’ moments than I care to admit! It’s just a part of who I am. I was once told I was quirky- I’m still not sure if that was a compliment.
Everything inside me is being stirred while fired upon, so that all the impurities will rise to the top, so they can be removed. As those temperatures rise, or trials deepen, the more “pollutants or grime” are removed.
He is good. He is faithful and true. And when you pray, I suggest you believe in His ability, because he’ll remind you
..I had to tell God something that broke my heart-“If you have to take my son now, I will let him go.”
..I’m talking to you! The uneducated..the unsure.. The over educated, the most confidant. I’m talking to you!..
But the greatest lesson I hope I shared, the forgiveness from the King. And when time ends upon that breath, it's the only gift I take with me.
Things change when you accept who you are.
..I hate the feeling of inadequacy and failure, at everything. Satan always coming at us through our weakest points. Even those small, unimportant things, like not vacuuming. FAIL...