I wish I could remember the day, that moment that I changed. It was somewhere between the third or forth grade.
I found worry. And it clug to me for years.
My foundation shook and I began that slow crumble. My parents didn’t even like each other, I could tell.
I have lots to share in between then and now but fast forward to present day and that change spawned the insecure, push them away before they leave you, somewhat cynical woman you have today.
But tonight I am done. I believe beyond a shadow of a doubt that God truly has a plan for us (me included) that he and he alone will provide for us. He will lead is where we are ment to be. He is in total control. We/I am not.
Dear God please show is your plan use us/me for your glory. I will honor you all the days of my life.
a child of God