9/20/11

how thirteen dollars could change my life

the simplest things are hardest.

i know what i'm supposed to do.

thirteen dollars.
(or less. maybe free. but i'm terrified to do it. but what a life i could have if i did. if i actually DID something to surrender. if i actually took a step towards letting J be in control of my identity, instead of my appearance, or this culture, or my need for approval.)

the simplest things are hardest.

to just be. to know that i am loved.
to just trust You. You've never failed me before, why do i still have such trouble trusting?

to just be, where You've put me.

if i live what i believe, i don't believe much. especially not the simple things.

i asked Him what to do, how to start living like He created me. He gave me a concrete answer. and it is the hardest thing. i don't want to do it.

i want to want to do this for Him. i want to show Him my love. i want to find my identity in Him.

and it is so hard.

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