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Tuesday, September 14
The Painful Art of Truth
The title of my blog has always been about the Freedom of Truth. I have always known that Truth is relative to what we believe about a situation, another person or ourselves. It is easy for me to look at another and think if they would only see the truth before their eyes yet I have never been willing to accept the truths about myself.
Maybe this is in part due to the lies the enemy has told me all my life so I accepted those, maybe it was because I have used walls to shield myself from the painful feelings I have carried all of my life or maybe it was because I could not face my own truths. This is the place I am today.
Like the Israelites I feel I have wandered in the desert for so many years, going around the same mountains time and time again that has brought me to the place where I am actively seeking to know the truth. The truth that will set me free from my past, rejection, fear, insecurity and the freedom to move forward with my life.
My first step is admitting that "I am powerless over others and my life has become unmanageable."
Maybe this is in part due to the lies the enemy has told me all my life so I accepted those, maybe it was because I have used walls to shield myself from the painful feelings I have carried all of my life or maybe it was because I could not face my own truths. This is the place I am today.
Like the Israelites I feel I have wandered in the desert for so many years, going around the same mountains time and time again that has brought me to the place where I am actively seeking to know the truth. The truth that will set me free from my past, rejection, fear, insecurity and the freedom to move forward with my life.
My first step is admitting that "I am powerless over others and my life has become unmanageable."
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