I think the hardest part about my spiritual growth is I often feel like the most broken person on earth, like no one else could possibly mess up so much of their life or hurt so many people. I feel like if there was a prize for a life lived with the worst choices, it would be given to me. Forget anyone else, no matter their outward crime, I would win hands-down. I am at one of the hardest forks in my road of spiritual recovery that I have ever been at. I hope that sentence makes sense. It’s odd how the choices are only life or death, but at the same time I can’t figure out which choice constitutes life and which one is composed of death. It is so clear cut and confusing all at one time.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the LORD. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.” – Jeremiah 29:11
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