Several times a day, I breathe in deeply and whisper to myself, "You are a soldier. You can do this."
There are a lot of things that keep me from joining the army. But my heart seeks the structure and the discipline and the place.
I feel placeless.
I am a little weak. I know my place and my identity are in Christ, but this is a daily struggle. The sleeplessness, the hopes deferred, and the flimsy armor I've been carrying don't help. But my foundation is firm. And this can't last forever.
"For God has not given us a spirit of timidity, but of power and love and discipline."
2 Timothy 1:7
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God's given you an ability to observe and relay what you see in a beautiful way. Your daily struggle is something I understand. You're not alone!
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