Quiet the Chaos, Honor Your Story
If I could meet up with my 20 something self, I would probably bring a bottle of wine. I don’t even drink wine, but this occasion may be the perfect time to start. Before I can come up with the words for that chat, I have to remember who I was back then. I was a lost girl, broken and beaten to the edge.
I know how that feels...
Life 101- I left that very distinguished position for an equally distinguished position, working for the Lord.
Setting goals and following through, and failing.
This is 2019, and today we will hear someone out there “Shout their Abortion.”
If only I had every perfect word. But we never do, because there are no perfect people here. We say what we can in the moment and hope it is enough.
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.
For those feeling the smack of the paddle, throw yourself off the table and keep rolling!
To translate emotion
..Into words on a page
..To perfectly describe
..The colorful rage
Where we are unsure and unwilling to go 100%, His love is determined and precise in nature. Measured in perfection- perfect love, perfect will, and perfect plan, God is abundant. A concept we will never fully comprehend.
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Quiet the Chaos, Honor Your Story
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