Honest, incorrect whisperings of my heart and mind as I figure out and move through life while juggling 2 glasses, 3 swords and a bowling ball on fire.
Tuesday, July 26, 2016
Sometimes my life is very hard. If I ever stop I'm almost certain I can't get it started again, so I press on. Even when I don't feel like it or when I don't think i'm going to make a difference or even if I don't think I'm going it right, I have to keep moving. There are people and things more important than me that are counting on me to at least try. To make a way. To lead, to guide. To provide direction. I'm so outside of myself that I can only look to hills; walking blindly toward His voice, hearing only Him "you can do it, go, go, go, just do it, you can do it, go, go, go" my biggest fan is my savior. He knows what I sometimes struggle with believing -- Its Him doing it all through me and I'm nothing unless its through Him.
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