Just dont stop writing.
That is what I have lived by for two years.
The truth is, I went through a time of personal loss and tragedy. The tragedy being my own world being turned upside by a man I loved and prayed for.
He wasn't who he pretended to be.
He didn't mean the words he was saying to me, and he left me way before I moved away from him.
I still love him and I always will but I will not spend my energy praying for him anymore. I spent 4 years fervently praying for him. I saw God move mountains.
My faith grew. My trust grew, in God. Then God rescued me from the mental abuse, suffered by his behavior.
I thought I was going crazy once, but God.
He is faithful to lead His sheep to the realization of the truth.
The ties to that darkness were severed and seared. The man is gone, removed from my life, never to return. Praise God.
This is the new beginning.
I will write again, even if it is short and without complete thought. I will write the words the Lord places on my heart to write.
Hello again. The new day has dawned and it is a new beginning.
