Completion is upon me. Comfort is luminous. I struggle no longer. I choose not to self destruct. I choose freedom. My chains are free. I trust in the Lord and He gives me courage. He gives me strength. I want no longer. My arms are untangled. I breathe in the fresh air of freedom. The fight is over. I won the battle of the flesh and claim victory, Spring has come. Winter has disintegrated. Ashes in the wind. Now, it is morning. My joy over flows. He lives in me.
Decisions
Choices
Anger
Regret
Disappointment
Justification
Forgiveness
Redemption
Freedom
Complete.

It's over.

How do little children get cancer? How does an evil poison invade an innocent precious child? How is it that the only medical cure is to fill the child's body with an even stronger poison.
I don't understand. There are so many things I do not understand. What I know is that God is healing him. His whole body will be healed and restored into better condition than it started. The holy God of the universe holds this child in His large hands. He weeps when we weep. He delights in our desperate prayers and joys in our relentless faith. Bigger things are yet to come. He knows why, He is in control. My God, my King will heal this land.

I am my Father's child

I am courageous.
I am joyful.
I am peaceful.
I am merciful.
I am forgiving.
I am stubborn
I am relentless.
I am strong.
I am elated.
I am jubilant.
I am resilient
I am high-spirited.
I am bold.
I am compassionate.

I am healed.
I am my Father's child.

Daddy

The one who lives under the protection of the Most High dwells in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “My refuse and my fortress, my God in whom I trust.” He Himself will deliver me from the hunter’s net, from the destructive plague. He will cover you with His feathers, and you will take refuge under His wings. His faithfulness will be your protective shield. You will not fear the terror of the night, the arrow that flies by day, the plague that stalks in the darkness, nor the pestilence that ravages at noon. Though a thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, the pestilence will not reach you. You will only see it with your eyes and witness the punishment of the wicked. Because you have made the Lord-my refuge, the Most High—your dwelling place, no harm shall come to you; no plague shall come near your tent. For He has given His angels orders concerning you to protect you in all of you ways. The will support you with their hands so that you will not even strike your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the cobra; you will trample the young lion and serpent. Because He is loving devoted to me, I will deliver him; I will exalt him because he knows my name. When he calls out to me, I will answer him; I will be with him in time of trouble. I will rescue him and give him honor. I will satisfy him with a long life and show him my salvation.

Psalms 91…… This is the God I love. No matter I have done and all the times I fail. H takes me back and gives me the world. This is my Daddy.

Let's begin

The first step is always the hardest. Right? I started writing everyday for a grad school class and realized that I loved sharing the mundane moments of my life combined with slices of chaos with someone ...or noone. Though I enjoyed writing, I had a hard time being raw and real with my colleagues. My fear was that by exposing my personal life I would distract from my professional image. I have no purpose other than to have an open court to watch my words romanticize a cyber world.