What brought you here? I am FAT. I saw the look, he was underwhelmed. Let me explain. I equate that to “Failure at Thriving.” Not good enough, not strong enough, not enough, not enough. Stagnant. What was your breaking point? Can you have just one if you have always felt broken?
This is NOT the narrative God has for me and I pace in frustration. I know what my spiritual gifts are but I struggle at applying them to my own existence. Verse’s that SHOULD motivate me out of the darkness have eluded me like a shadow. Why? I do not understand. I talk with, or perhaps to, God daily. Yet, the silence pierced my heart and tears stung my face. Until one day, very recently, that all changed…
Friends, oh dear friends, this is just the beginning.
In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears. King James
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