Home to Him
8/16/22 Journal Entry
Some days feel like a gift.. seamless, sweet & delightful in every way they’re meant to be
Those days feel natural, effortless & like heaven to me
Other days feel like a complete disaster, a total failure & outrageously emotional
Those days are incredibly difficult, full of sadness covered by rage.. screaming & fighting to turn the page
How can it be? All so bittersweet.. knowing this new life is fully meant for me & what’s becoming will bless me.. beyond belief
It’s unbelievably hard to hold on in those hard days where I’m struggling to have hope.. to have vision for what’s to come
God is teaching me how to recognize spiritual warfare while it’s happening
A scripture I’m meditating on that God gave me recently is the instruction & description of spiritual armor.. what it is, why we need it & how to use it?
Isn’t it beautiful the way he so kindly teaches us? He doesn’t leave us to guess or wonder how to take care of ourselves
He is our guiding light holding our hands in the midst of the storm & He is always taking us home
Home to Him
It’s incredible to wrap your mind around the goodness He has for you & me
The freedom & gift of getting to know Jesus has been one of the most joyful & abundantly gratifying experiences of my life
In every valley I trudged through & on every mountain top I stand on.. Jesus was there with me & with you too
In my weakest moments, my darkest times & all of my poorly made decisions..
He’s held me so gracefully, never once abandoning me
He carried me through.. all while never judging my flaws, only ever desiring to make me new
All for the pursuit of helping me see it through
On every day that I am filled with rage.. hate & pain there He is calling me by my name
He still calls me His when I feel so far from the light, when I feel so unworthy..
When the enemy is digging his darkness into me.. The Lord is there full of light sweeping me off my feet
He is so sweet to me.. more than anyone ever could be
The truth is I wake up some days & I feel so lost, I feel like I am more far from myself than I can even see
I buy into the lie that there’s no guarantee for all of the things I want my life to be..
It’s the enemy & his war waged on me - It’s spiritual warfare
Lord, I cry out come rescue me.. He whispers my child I am here
I’ll never leave you, take my hand
