Breaking my week-long silence on Protag (big woop), but been having a minor writer's block.....until I tried writing.
All the glory to God.
Its been so wonderful.
This freedom I've had.
Its been difficult, a continual struggle for a slight stand.
But I don't cry everyday, like I used to.
I don't have to fight so hard everyday, like I used to.
I falter, I stumbled.
I hoped for things I shouldn't have.
I put hope in my own strength.
That was my downfall.
I went through hell, and I think I'm coming back.
Learning to trust the beautiful love.
Of a loving God.
I know it sounds crazy, but I know without a shadow of a doubt its true.
I can say for sure, I wouldn't have made it without his love warming my heart.
From the continual cold that kept fighting to creep in.
But I will continue to fight.
In the mornings begin the positive self-talk.
You are worth fighting for.
You are loved.
Jesus will never leave you.
You have peace through Him.
He has given you a hope worth living.
He has a plan for your life.
I'll say it over and over again.
At nights, the fights aren't so fierce.
I have been thinking "happy" all day.
I smile, I laugh.
I fight the anxiety sickness.
I will continue to fight.
I will finish this race, with a smile on my face.
I know I stagger, I know I fall.
But I will continue on, because that is my call.