Days like this cause my mind to wander. Strong smells of coffee, ego, disparity and judgment fill this space around me. The most interesting part is how the moment I start to feel distressed, I have this unbelievably desirous feeling. Not out of fear, doubt, or worry, but out of love. But then again maybe that’s it….I’m desirous of love. Desirous of knowing. Desirous of You! The enemy continues to send its goliaths my way, but all it does is cause my spirit to call out to You more. This resistance to darkness is getting stronger and it feels so good. Thank you Father for this strength!
Tag: resistance
No More Fighting
Hesitance traps my mind as my body becomes stiff. The answers I seek are clear yet why do I stand still? Why do I keep finding myself in these situations? Questioning the answers I have prayed for over and over again. Why do I let fear enslave me? What is it about change and progress that causes me to challenge my destiny? Is it the potential destructive and manipulative ability this mind can achieve what I fear? The parallel relationship of its power and vulnerability reveals the malleability of my current state of being. I feel so much pressure and responsibility being added to these exhausted feet, but the more I try to fight it, the harder it becomes to see. My reluctance is making me weak. Resistance has become tiring; I must let go. I have to surrender if I hope to reach His throne.
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