Just thought I would share a bit of what I have been working on tonight in the book God has placed on my heart.
No title yet...no chapter outline yet...but I do know much of the 6 chapters I have drafted consist of breaking down the walls that would hinder a relationship with Christ that takes our breath away.
Everyone has a heavenly father that lavishes and pours out more love on us that we could ever sop up with our fleshy bread...walls need to fall...chains need to break so that we can take him in with every fiber of our soul...
So here is a bit from a chapter that I felt compelled to share...I love you girls...and please know that I will be back to blogging regularly soon...
I had this illusion that as long as I determined the course of my life I was in control. I could control my education, I could control my husband, I could control my children. And I felt dang good about it. But I could not control my God. I thought I could, but I could not.
He brought a complete physical, mental, and spiritual breakdown that knocked the living poo out of me and forced me into 2 years of counseling with a recovery that I thought would never happen. He knocked my pride to the floor so hard that it shattered into a million pieces so that I would not go running to pick it back up again.
I would like to say that my healing from this trauma was out of my own will to become a survivor and a thriver. But it was not. It was out of tough love from the Savior that knew I had to hit the ground so hard that I could not get up again without the power of His love.
That’s what it took for me. I wanted so bad to be in control. I needed it, I had to have it. And God knew he was not going to get it back from me without a fight. So He did what he had to do. He broke the walls. He broke the chains. And I thank him for it everyday.
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