Wednesday, August 16, 2017
Pride in broken ways
Today I took the time to read a book. I took time to revel in the silence. To be one with oneself. I contemplated my life. I've come to peace with Cerebral Palsy. I've come to peace with my faults. I've come to peace knowing that the life I had come to despise, is one God knew I needed. I don't want answers. Answers don't breed peace, they breed heartache. Christ is the only Truth I want. I've come to realize I desire to want to want Him more than wanting Him for neediness. When I can show my hockey pucked abdomen and be proud, He's working in my prideful heart. Will I ever be healed or whole, I can't answer. I work best as a broken vessel.