I thought I was getting glimpses of the top of the mountain.
I think I had just found a plateau...
I rested there for a little bit... a false sense of clarity. Then I realized there was more climbing to do. There IS more climbing to do.
The plateau was good for a while. God was with me again. I found pieces of purpose again. It seemed to be good. But it was just better than the messy valley I had been in. So much more good awaits me.
I know there is still some hurt ahead, but I will not feel bad fighting for myself to find healing and restoration. Its not wrong and I'm seeing that now. Its okay to fight for myself too.
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