Continuing with the Journey theme, this is how it felt to begin the process.
Working on story.
What a mess.
It’s one overwhelming ball of confusion.
Father, Help!
Heartbroken.
That’s my word.
Afraid.
I feel afraid to be known.
Composting the Heart
mixing refuse of the heart with words of truth for sprinkling on seeds of hope
Even though I’ve heard you talk about that important time in your life, it’s still so good to read these entries, too…especially knowing the outcome and how you’ve been changed by your Journey time. Thanks as always for sharing your heart!
Thanks, Friend. You walked with me through much of it, knowingly or unknowingly. Thanks for reading.