Well guys! Here it is! My testimony, or His testimony in my life! It is quite long...sorry...but I've divided it up in sections so hopefully it will make it easier to read. I hope that you will see Him fully reflected in this and that what ever ounce of me resides will be taken out I know this is long in coming, but I hope you enjoy.... Lord Father, this testimony is truly a testimony of You…it is not about me… What a deep and beautiful gift to be intimately known by the Creator of the Universe…let me share a narrative with you, a true love story if you will…let me share with you the moment the Lover of my soul captured my heart leaving me forever changed. I was born August 27, 1980 in Rome Georgia. I grew up Southern Baptist with a caring Mom and Dad and two amazing younger sisters that mean more to me than words can express. I was a very awkward child and struggled in my formative years with very low self-esteem and lack of self identity! Since I can’t take you through every sing
You guys have got me to thinkin'...and alot! Kat got me processing the concept and feeling of loneliness and feeling the absense of God in our hearts, Gayla got me thinking about the Kingdom of God and how to get there...something I've actually reflected on quite a bit, and Well Woman got me thinking on the favor and blessings of God in real life today miracles with a wonderful story she wrote about a real life experience that I encourage all of you to go read ! So, first off...I haven't been in much of a Thankful mood...I've been dreading what I have to do before driving for 6 hours after I get off work on Wednesday to go home for Thanksgiving...I don't want to go home! I love my family and there is family that isn't in the best of health and I need to see them, but I just want to stay home. I have been in hibernation mode BIG TIME! From everything...I don't know...I feel like I've lost a great big perspective on my life, gained weight and just feel yuc
She clutched nothingness by the jugular while her meager vessel cut through the shimmering glass of this placid sea. Pouring out memories of reindeer hooves, campfire songs, chilly night swims, delicious sunsets, the kiss of a sunrise, and the unexplored passion of a first kiss she attempted to stay afloat above the throe. Her leaking paper cup wasn’t fast enough; spilling more back into the shell than desired, working feverishly she didn’t even notice the shore or the silhouette…a man reaching…reaching for her… I’ve been dealing with the lack of feeling lately. That is the best way to describe it. My safe harbor is my mind, which incidentally is also a war torn land where great battles are fought and often lost. However, I have found a safe haven amongst the mortar blasts, debris, death, and devastation…a comfortable sort of numb that allows me to contend with my hallow dreams and broken heart. Like a cracked vessel that stands in front of the light she is to reflect rather than turni
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