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Perfect I Am Not.....



It seems I am constantly reevaluating myself lately.
My choices.....
My dreams.....
My words and actions. 

Do I love enough?
Do I support and encourage as I should?
Do my words speak life to others???
 Am I being the best parent, sister, daughter and friend I can possibly be?
This is sadly a territory I have been in before....
It is rejection that pops his ugly head up from time to time voicing my failures and chanting my imperfections.

I have found it to be true, it is when my struggles in life become over whelming the voices of my mistakes, past and present, come bearing full force.....
They taunt me....
Mock me....
And attempt to knock and keep me down.

 But notice I said " attempt".....
Over the years wisdom, Godly wisdom,  has replaced the voices of guilt, shame and rejection.
I have my melt down moments.
When my tears are greater than my smiles.....
And my questions are more than answers.
But that's ok..... I am human.

It is when I humble my heart to my daddy God and give all of my  emotions to him, I find the peace that I so desperately need.
I feel wisdom in all her glory wrap herself around me....
I hear the love of the Father whisper to my soul.

It amazes me how the whisper of my daddy God is louder than the voices of the world....
The voices of rejection, of unwarranted  shame and guilt.

Romans 3:23-24
For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus.

I will make my mistakes in life, whether they be with my words or actions. ....
I do my best and have had to learn, and still learning daily, to let my daddy God do the rest.
I am thankful for his never ending grace....
Grace that sees through another day.

I am not perfect, nor will I ever be.....
But what I do know is I am perfectly loved by my daddy God and there is nothing that can ever change that. 

Romans 8:37-39
Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Perfect I Am Not......

xoxox
Stacey



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