I’m sorry, I’m not strong enough…
Perhaps, I write this only for myself, for at times, it’s so unfiltered, so unaccommodating. But to the single reader, the first half of this piece is heavy, and sometimes, such things are too heavy to consider. If discouragement is too high a cost for encouragement, it is okay to start from the latter half – from ‘…thank you, may I believe…’
The Cement in our Eyes
When our eyes are so hardened, hope becomes an illusion. For whatever lies beyond the horizon becomes predetermined in our concrete sight.
My 2022 is His year
Don’t try to squeeze yourself into the little box that you’ve constructed. Instead, trust and learn to expand and fill the one that He has placed you in.