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  • Writer's pictureLaura Kae

Writing it out

I really feel like I need to write right now, but I have no idea what to write. I have nothing really to say to you, and it would be foolish to not remember that on the other side of this blog is some reader. A mysterious reader, but nonetheless a reader. My life is in such a weird place right now. I really don’t know why I am telling you this. I don’t really plan on hitting post. Why would I do that? I already blogged for tonight. I desperately need to go to bed. Clip my toe nails and go to bed. How is that for an unattractive statement? I wonder why clipping one’s toe nails sounds so unattractive. I feel like I am on the edge of something new in my life. Like there is about to be a breakthrough. I never used that word in eons until recently when my pastor mentioned it. The restlessness in my spirit continues. I feel afraid to go to God with it. It seems super vulnerable for some reason. It shouldn’t. He is the one who created my spirit. He certainly knows it. Hey, on that thought. I better go talk to Him… I would be so foolish not to.

Be still, and know that I am God. Psalms


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