Dark to Light
It was the summer of 1995, when He found me on my kitchen floor; screaming, having lost everything that mattered to me, specifically my freedom! Separating me from every friend I ever had. Telling me this was between Him and me, no one else. Somehow, I knew? He was preparing me for my assignment in His Kingdom…
Thirty years later, He’s separating me again. This time from my family… Ensuring that I’ve healed from the pain that was so deep within me. Upon facing that pain head-on, I can see clearly, and remain steadfast in Him with my vision, ready to speak louder and fulfill my purpose creating grounded, purpose driven lives…
What’s yours?