Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord, O my soul!
While I live I will praise the Lord; I will sing praises to my God while I have my being. The Lord opens the eyes of the blind; The Lord raises those who are bowed down. The Lord loves the righteous.
(Psalm 146 ...)
Chains broken. Freedom. Learning to soar. Learning to live
A quiet season in my life.
Intense, difficult, painful, beautiful, freeing, transforming.
Dark bubbles coming to the surface.
Desperation. Healing. Freedom.
In my silence here, God is strengthening me.
Strengthening me to find my true voice.
And I am learning to truly hear His.