Sometimes the words just spill out along with every pent up emotion. For so long my body has felt disfigured, as if my back were bent and exhaustion was blantantly visible. I spread myself so thin and give myself so much work that I have forgotten what it means to relax, to breathe. Peace has slowly faded into the background waiting to be noticed. I want to walk tall but there are so many weighted burdens I carry that make walking tall impossible.
It is not the same, everything has changed. Snow has fallen and another season pulls me farther away from what happened.
This confidence and joy has slowly wrapped itself around my body and repaired what had been holding me back. The deformities are beginning to grow into something worthy of viewing. Prayers of rescue and a need for clarity have been lifted up to my God, He is always faithful to answer. When I become so scattered and divided He reminds me who I belong to. My Lord repairs what I have broken in my life, in this case my heart.
Sometimes it takes getting knocked down to stand taller than you have ever stood.
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