Today has been a day where I have ended up thinking “It’s hard to be me sometimes.” I think it is OK to think about this, process that but… whenever I fall into the trap of self-pity God always seems to come out of no where and remind me that suffering is part of the journey. He softly whispers that I am one of the lucky ones. Someone who was reached. Someone who was saved. After being reminded of this…I have nothing to say. Peace overwhelms my heart and I know I’m OK.
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