Yesterday, I had such a good day with God and also had moments of tears: some of them good, some of them sad. Normally, I’d rather share with you about things “after” I’ve gone through them, but there are times, when, God will ask me to share with you “while” I’m going through them, and THIS is one of those time, so [sigh] here we go. Continue reading
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Compelled Beyond Pain
Yesterday, before church, I received a message from a friend, asking how my foot was. The simple question caused tears to pour out because, some days, it feels worse than others, even after three weeks, and yesterday was one of those worse days, and to be totally honest, I’m tired of still having a wound.
Of course, one tear over a hurt foot caused a domino effect of emotions from loneliness to struggle and everything in between…hence my poetry yesterday morning. After amazing time with God, I headed to church, which held emotions of its own, but that’s for another post.
After I returned home from church, I knew I needed to clean my foot again but, this time, went into the bedroom because I knew it was going to hurt. Sure enough, I was right.
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