Quiet the Chaos, Honor Your Story
There’s been little conversation about the dilemma of grief in passing and grieving the living. Those hurting through loss need time for healing. They deserve the space and to allow the flow of emotion. I keep my turbulence to myself.
He knows when we look in the mirror and examine our sin and setbacks, we have no space for the offenses of others. Self-reflection will always soften the sharp edges of bitterness, anger, revenge, and control.
Be your own warrior who breaks free from something meant to harm you, silent your spirit, or intrude on what should be healthy, clear, and confident living.
“It’s not a disconnection. It’s a reconnection with better wires.”
..all the words in the world can’t fix this.
Being right in our feelings is not being righteous to God.
I wake up every morning to an absence I never prepared for. How do parents ever prepare their hearts for moments like this? Addiction continues to steal precious lives.
God always knew the power of the mind would be the greatest challenge to the power of free will. Easily deceived, our senses are a target for Satan.
We are not the solution- no matter what society puts on us, or not even the burning desire within our own heart.
This is a double life. Battling sorrow and grief of someone who still lives, and beaming with positive energy as I move forward. I don’t pretend, I’m not wearing a temporary mask with a drawn on smile. I choose joy.
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