This is important to understand. We were not saved by the blood of Christ to stand silently in the back. We were saved so that His works can be done through us, so that others may be saved as well, so that our old ways become dead to us and we can wear with honor The Armor of God.
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Still, as difficult as this road has been, the rewards have been twice as powerful. The reward of knowing that my children will have their mother, not an absent parent. The reward of knowing others have found comfort in the testimonies shared here, if only for a moment. Just long enough to spark the fire of recovery within them as well. These alone have been an honor I had underestimated and at times over looked.
This activity can be used to teach your children the importance of daily devotionals, speaking kind words to their peers regularly and/or the overall idea that our minds and bodies need to be reminded of positive teachings throughout our lifetime.
I tell myself I am speaking up for those who can't. I tell myself that God gave me this gift not for my own purpose but for His works to be done. I tell myself of course there will be haters.
But none of that makes it any easier. Especially not when that hate and judgement is the same voice I have fought against my entire life.
I wasn't ready to be a mother, and because of that I haven't always been the mother my children need.
Most recently, I found myself lost without a clue what to do when my oldest had a major meltdown, allowing her possessive jealousy to get the best of her.
I needed a second to breath, to stop shaking. If there was a solution I wasn't going to find it burried under emotional outbursts. Only with calm, clear intention.
You have to look at the people who have overcome these lifestyles.
Those same people understand the harshness and hardships that only the victims and abusers who struggle with such vileness can.
They can tell you how an addicts thinks, how they map their thoughts all out in their heads, connecting lies to truth and covering tracks.
They Say "Tell Me About It" But there are no words colorful enough Closing my eyes desperate to pray away the pain Holding onto hope in the midst of this daunting strain
Without a proper grasp of my own awareness I quickly become consumed by self-doubt and eventually give into the familiar fear of worthlessness. Never before have I come across an exercise that actually helped me snap out this damaging cycle.
However, looking back I feel like my issue isn't about taking breaks so much as it is about consistent moderation versus excessive use.