My mind and body have been flush with the pains of deadly appetites. I will try not to speakin code, but spirit is knocking at my door and I am afraid to communicate its presence. I can allow this now that I have found a professional I can talk to. Without spiritual reality I am an amputee. I close myself off because the pain is too much. I cannot speak of it after all of my struggles with outside systems. I cannot protect myself from pain if I do not gently allow this limb to reattach.
There are things I sense and if I do not acknowledge them, I will remain stuck dangling from a tree, clueless of how to gain my freedom. I need to not venture too far. I must rest in the river and see where it takes me. I will pray for truth and for the strength to set myself free.
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