After such a wonderful evening of fellowship and sharing and friendship and warmth.
After talking for so long about how Satan attacks us when we’re weakest.
After all the reading and praying and seeking and begging.
It only takes a moment, a few words, a feeling bubbling out from the unconscious depths of my heart. Still alot of hurt down there… it’s going to be some time before I finish digging it all out and giving it to my Father.
I know my life can’t be lived this way any longer. I can’t contain things anymore… need to let them go.
But He’s the only one who can change me and change the habits of my poor, weak, hurting heart.
Lord, I need you.