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Bleh
So I slept very badly last night. It doesn’t help that my nose is running and I’m sneezing every 2 seconds, but a lot of other stuff has been going through my head.
Shopping Lists
Work
Boys
Friendships
Faith
I consciously handed it all over to Him, and ended up talking to Him a bit before I drifted into a shallow sleep at 3:30am. I remember how I used to be so close to Him when He was my only and everything during my time in England. It feels like I’ve stepped away from that hungry heart, and it saddens me. I have let so many things cloud my vision. When I’m fighting to be with Him, I’m fighting against myself. I am selfish and opinionated and stubborn, and way too concerned with what my flesh is experiencing, when I should be living in the power and righteousness of the Spirit.
He has so much for me.
Why am I holding to what is less than?
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