“God I give You this day, and all that is in it, help me to walk into Your Light.”
No schedules. No (very little) stress. Minimal guilt. I am learning not apologize for everything. I am not sorry because everything is not my fault....
My BBFFF heard it in my voice; this morning finds me weary. I'm feeling heavy. Today, lyrics from two of my favorites from Yolanda Adams soothe my soul and tell my story. "The fact that you would show somebody so broke down so much mercy ..." I'm Gonna Be Ready I say a prayer every …
We Are the New Creation. It's Time We Started Acting Like It. This year, I shed false humility. This year, I release the shackles of Imposter Syndrome. If Mary could proclaim the greatness of our God and the favor with which God gazes upon us, then so shall I.
We're doing it all wrong. What if we're not supposed to pour out all we have before restoring our portion. What if what we're supposed to give is our overflow?
A repost from a while ago. Often, it's experiencing your own words through someone else's lens that makes them fresh again.
"If God be our God, He will give us peace in trouble." That peace is Sabbath.
..whereas I was asking God to open the door if that was God's Will; God burned the house down, eliminating the door.
I became quiet, waiting for a word. I waited, far longer than I believed I’d need to, and then it came. Self-care was a commitment I tried making to myself.