Rise

 This is a summer of stillness. I’m having to be quiet. God is well aware of my desires. Trust me. I’m in the season that make you insane or send you running into the arms of the Father. I’m remembering that my way leads to pain, lessons and an inward I told you so. If I’m feeling redundant in my posts, it’s because it’s true. I need to relearn the same things day in and day out. It feels good to just breathe in, and inhale an air of gratitude. I’m having to be grateful in the small things. I overcomplicate simplicity. Overthinking is a day job, mine.   The truth is like a prickly thorn, pinching in those spots we try to hide. 

Thought

 Breathe in

Breathe out

Release yourself

From what

You weren’t meant

To bear

Monday

Focusing on 

What I control

My attitude

Equals gratitude

Because life

In imperfection

Gives a grace

A mercy

This child needs

Sunday

 Any Sunday plans?

Friday

 Happy Friday

Smile wide

I’m alive

Off for some coffee

And a pastry too

Day

 Recovery is sometimes very strange

Takes more time than you want

The test I must take

Every day

Wins

 Tell me your wins?