you know...i had been feeling off-kilter a bit. so busy i was distant....falling again into the mud-puddle of imagined disapproval {failed performance}...envisoning the splatterings of shame and grit of dust....long dried from too long of only a snippet here, and a snippet there of any God speak....
thinking...when I get time, when I catch up, when the kids are back in school...then i will have time to draw close...
abba did not want to wait on me. :)
he decided to draw clse to me in the middle of my busyness to remind me that it is not how well or good or consisten or much I love God.....
It is how much HE loves ME.y
God used this sweet man to bring me near. to remind me what real love is. This is the love I see in my momma and papa. This is the love I want to see in my sons for their wives one day. This is the love I want my daughters to experience. this is the love of God for me.
the real deal.
(The song is Beautiful Exchange by Hillsong)
How Any of Your Shame Doesn’t Get to Be the End of Your Story
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Some wounds happen in a moment. Others are carried for years. We learn to
survive. We keep moving. We smile. But beneath the surface, our hearts are
still ...
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