You call me by my name, but I am not the same.I try to fold so I can fit into the old,but the harder I try to hold,the more I burn and turn into gold. You might call it a paradox—maybe there’s a part of youthat still needs to put me in a box to…
These words came up clearly today during my prayerwaIk: I did not come here to save the world, I came here to save you from the world. To save you from the lies that kept you from Me, from the illusion that I am not Here with you, always, that you are separate from Me….
You have to make peace with being misunderstood, so that you don’t spend the rest of your life trying to explain the language I placed inside your heart before the very concept of understanding or misunderstanding even existed. Only then can we be in communion, and only then can I give you the treasures I’ve set aside for you.
I woke up this morning really not feeling it—grumpy and with a sense of just wanting to give up. (No excuse, but I’ve been solo-parenting for a week, and if anything will test your patience, it’s that! lol.) Then I read my dear friend’s blog, where she brought me back to the power of honesty…
Ok so today i still made the walking commitment through, although the day did not started as I had planned. My son tricked me a little bit and we thought he was having the stomach flu, but it ended up being an excuse to stay home with me 🤣 So I decided to bring him…
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