Next Times

I want relief.

I want peace.

I want clarity.

I want freedom from this emotional cell.

I want I want I want.

I have no idea what I want. I have no idea what I need. 

Besides one thing;

I need Jesus.

He has grace for me.

He has healing for me.

He is my safe place.

He is my comfort.

He is my source.

For strength.

For truth.

For standards.

For guidance.

For relief.

For peace.

For clarity.

For rest.

For joy.

In Him I find

acceptance

love

stillness

identity

purpose

passion

The heart is such a fragile thing. More fragile than I realize. I hate it when I'm reminded of its fragility because its shattered pieces scream of their brokenness so loudly that I cannot ignore it. No matter how many times a heart gets broken, it does not gain thick skin for the next time. Sadly, there are Next Times in life. 

Lord, you are always who gets me through. And you have the grace to teach me and refine me as your rescue me from the lows. Give me your perspective and wisdom. I adore you.

xoxo

Zulu