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6/9/2013

I am always on the move. Renting. No place to call my own. Upon each move, I gather the help of friends and family. The first couple times, it was just me and a female friend. I believed then and still do, that I didn't need much help. Two girls and a truck was all that was required to move my stuff.

Over the years however, as I gather more (heavy) stuff I have enlisted the help of more friends. The move goes a little quicker each time. But because I have not learned to pack properly, there are still many trips back and forth.

My friends and family have been very gracious. I cannot thank them enough for their patience.

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Psalm 32: 3-4

6/9/2013

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"When I refused to confess my sin, my body wasted away, and I groaned all day long. Day and night your hand of discipline was heavy on me. My strength evaporated like water in the summer heat".

This was me not long ago. It seems like only yesterday I was gripped by depression and anxiety. They still linger, but I am better equipped to deal with them. I don't let them hang around as long as I used to.
This was originally written in April.

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Losing Control

6/8/2013

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I feel as if I am losing control. Over what I do not know. As it is, I have told myself many times, my life is not my own. So why do I feel this panic. Can I just sit by idly and let this feeling pass? Or is this a sign I need to take things into my own hands?
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Ask. Sometimes I forget to ask. Or don't want to. Asking involves vulnerability.

Seek. Sometimes I forget to seek. I have not sought the voice of the Spirit in me.

Knock. Sometimes I forget to knock. Afraid of who will answer the door.
Showing me an opportunity that will change my life.

Matthew 7: 7-8

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KNOW THIS. YOU MATTER . MND XO

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Psalm 32: 3-4

Losing Control

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