Loneliness whispers..."unloved" and takes an otherwise hope filled day and tramples the joy out of it. Why must the nagging shrieks “you don’t measure up” wash over my heart? Pride reveals itself in so many nasty ways. Look at me. No one sees me. I don’t matter anyway. The ever present “me” thoughts are the counterfeit that robs Gods glory. The enemy skillfully annihilates my countenance and slithers in to invade my … [Read more...]
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