My eyes peel open, my hands already in a surrendered position. I recount aloud every dense, dark night I crawled through. Every breath accounted for as if it could be the last. The ghosts I unearthed and buried again in forgiveness.
I was so far from clean and steadfast. My eyes had been darkened in my own selfish pursuit to get what I wanted out of life and love. I manipulated my way through life, and I surely felt very little compassion for other people. I never dreamed how God could plant the truth of His word so deeply.
Amidst the hustle of today’s constantly moving culture, eating alone has become controversial. Some see mealtimes as extra hours to get work done. Others may be terrified at the idea of being alone while eating a meal.
Because if you knew who you really were, daughter, you would cause havoc in the spiritual places. Knowing who we are, means we show up in a way that is ready to demolish the forces of darkness not only in our lives, but in the lives around us.