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We spend so much time editing ourselves, correcting every little thing that displeases. Even my poetry is revisited, trying to pretty up all my diseases. But I no longer want to appear "neat" or "tidy". I want to show the world all the things I am hiding... It is difficult to do the right things, some times I would rather sin, but then I remember Who gave me new life again. I lay in my bed too long when I wake, trying to read my bible, but like the disciples I fall asleep... I am too hard on myself, thinking I need to be perfect. Other times I don't try hard enough, out of fear that it isn't worth it. I struggle to forgive, others and myself. I struggle to realize only I can choose to not live in hell I want to restore relationships, but sometimes I fear it hurts too much. I am working on remembering Who is my source of love. My biggest admission, is that I try to control. I want to tell God how to write the story, thinking my words are some how better or more bold. When in reality He is author of every single thing. I am reminding myself I am lucky to even be written into a single page.
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 10:05 AM UTC
In The Morning Light
We spend so much time editing ourselves, correcting every little thing that displeases. Even my poetry is revisited, trying to pretty up all my diseases. But I no longer want to appear "neat" or "tidy". I want to show the world all the things I am hiding... It is difficult to do the right things, some times I would rather sin, but then I remember Who gave me new life again. I lay in my bed too long when I wake, trying to read my bible, but like the disciples I fall asleep... I am too hard on myself, thinking I need to be perfect. Other times I don't try hard enough, out of fear that it isn't worth it. I struggle to forgive, others and myself. I struggle to realize only I can choose to not live in hell I want to restore relationships, but sometimes I fear it hurts too much. I am working on remembering Who is my source of love. My biggest admission, is that I try to control. I want to tell God how to write the story, thinking my words are some how better or more bold. When in reality He is author of every single thing. I am reminding myself I am lucky to even be written into a single page.
the truth.
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jennifer-weiss
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 10:05 AM UTC
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