i’ve been meaning to write this for a while. my story isn’t over.
sometimes i like change and other times i don’t. profound, i know.
sharing my story was tough. letting go of it was freeing. God ‘s healing was beyond what i imagined and some of my fears were eviscerated. unfortunately i realized that sometime during this process i became prideful about the fact that i did it.
needless to say, God and i still have a lot of work to do. i am learning to be more humble and open. i yearn for passion and addiction for God since our relationship sometimes seems stale. a daily battle is waging for my heart and i struggle to consistently stay in His word.
as i go to put on my clothes each and every morning for the entire month of september, i am going to read these verses: