I cried myself to sleep last night, ignoring the comfort my Father offered.
I saw something that wasn't there. I believe that someone didn't care.
I lost my cool just when it mattered most. Not only were my fears revealed, I showed a lack of growth. It's hard to see the truth of where you stand, when you're standing in the lie. My only desire is to be a woman of faith, hope and love, and to speak His word with fire. I felt the old me start to burn. My Spirit revealed my pain. I could smell the death as my heart continued to whale, and I knew I'd never be the same. When I awoke this morning, the warmth of the sun drizzled on my bed. There's a calmness in His presence that's become my daily bread.
It's crucial. It's real. It's perfect.
Regardless the mistake, fall to your knees and pray.
There's a God that loves us all, and we're covered by His grace.
It's a beautiful beautiful beautiful thing.
-- In Him,