We all have struggles. We all have weaknesses. We all have issues to be dealt with. Mine is PTSD. Something a lot of people deal with for various reasons.
I've always been a scrapper. Feisty. Bold. Yet...somehow quiet in spirit. Odd combo, I know. But some of us wouldn't know "normal" if it punched us in the face.
Being a scrapper and my understanding of some of the scriptures like "fight the good fight", etc. led me to believe that I had to rage
Lessons learned in the middle of the night are never pleasant, are they? Maybe that's the only time God can get us to shut up long enough to learn something. Part of that whole "be still" thing...
I've never used this function before. Seems like as good a time as any. So I'll just leave this here as a reminder to myself.
Have you ever done something you knew was wrong for what you thought was a "right" or protective reason? Like tell a "white