Things happen, and life moves on. Choices were made, and hard lessons where learned. For the past few weeks a part of my past seems to want to revisit my brain…A time period in which I had tucked away and neatly forgotten..
So now I seek discernment, is God pushing me to tell my story to relate to others? or is the fallen one seeking to remind me of the negatives and that God couldn’t possibly love me?
The more I think, the more I listen,I believe its God, and he is pushing me. To be quite frank, its uncomfortable as hell…