I was tired of having to fight for my joy; I was exhausted from trying to not worry; I was done with always being fearful. Knowing that I couldn't change those things in my mind, heart, and spirit on my own, I cried out to God, felt my earth move, and began to wait expectantly.


One good thing

It is an inequitable exchange. You lay down the little that you're accustomed to, so your hands may be open to receive the bigger new that He wants you to operate in. This is probably not a thought that brings you comfort when the gifting you've thrived in for so long now seems inept.