I think my greatest moments of anxiety, ambivalence, and insecurity have been a result of my failure to make a firm decision about a guiding choice.
Satan loves to draw us into sharpie-outlined scenarios where choices feel more like inevitabilities.
Why Emily should never, ever clean the house...
I think Satan goes out of his way to distract us from the knowledge of God's love.
I've been working on this post for a while, and I think I've finally found all of the words.
The problem with God awakening my heart is that it is now... well... awakened.
I wrote this for my big kids to read when they get home from school tomorrow.
Because his reality isn't pulling any punches, so I don't get to pull them either.