Faced by rock, impregnable, cold, I claw and clamour, wondering – ‘Where do I even begin looking for hope?’ At the door, are despair and anguish; So I clutch at straws – ‘He has promised after all, can it get worse?’ Finally, in desperation, I clench the Word, staring blankly, eyes clouded, by misery. Until!…
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On Letting Go…
So I stand at the threshold of another crossroad. And I find myself struggling with this new avenue. I want to jump up and fight for my rights. I’m fearful of the future. Worst case scenarios crowd my mind and I feel life slipping out of my control. Fear and anger take over and I…
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