This baby was born for me not to sit here on my couch and currently self inflict this migraine with worry. Yet here I am. Actually, I’m so filled to the brim I can’t. There’s no room left. It’s spilling out any possible crevice. While the unhealed parts of my are trying to pick it up, the saved parts of me are playing hoops into the God box and giving it to Him so I don’t turn in to a bubbling over sharer. Though I do that anyway so maybe not the greatest example, but you get the point. My need to go numb is shouting and my want to be alone tells me I need some me and Jesus time.

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4 Responses to Concede

  1. anitashope says:

    We all need Jesus time, everyday. It helps the sanity stay in place.

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  2. I hope you get the alone time needed to relax and recover.

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