Real

As I sit here, I was reminded of someone’s words yesterday. My gift is not for my benefit. It’s for others. It’s for His glory. These past few weeks have been anything but stellar. I’m realizing I still need help, whether I want it or not. This has been one of the hardest things to accept. When the world preaches independence, I let myself fall into the trap. I’m not normal. Never will be. This hurts my pride like no other, but in order to grow…. The pride got kicked to the curb in embarrassing fashion, and help is a necessity. Whether my writing still is the gift God intended, I can only hope. If you will humble me with your prayer, I’d be grateful. 



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