“I will sing, I will praise
Even in my darkest hour,
Through the sorrow and the pain
I will sing”
I will sing – Don Moen
It was the 18th day of the seventh month of the year of our Lord, 2022.
My first entry on the path to healing. The path of restoration and the path of life everlasting. It’s been two years of darkness and caving in. Two years of despair and hopelessness.
I wanted to die. I’d given up on life.
My inner man was wasting away while my outward man was flourishing. My heart was in anguish and my soul was in distress. Dealing with a loss that I cannot express.
I’m awake today, I’m alive today.
I didn’t want to wake up but my eyes opened up. I just want to stay in bed and eat Weetabix all day.
The Lord still wants me here. The Lord still wants me to do His will. I want to serve Him. I want to do His will. I need strength, God’s strength. I need encouragement and I need accountability.
The light is upon me, God’s light.
I am light; a city on a hill that cannot be hidden.
I am… Amanda, the child of the Most High God.
I am a sweet smelling perfume; the fragrance of Christ to those who are perishing.
I Am.. is with me, He will never leave me, He will never forsake me.
The eternal life of God flows in and through me. I am powerful. I am magnificent.
Death and despair, I was.
Life, abundance and eternity; I am.
“I will not die but live, and will proclaim what the Lord has done.”
Psalms 118:17 NIV
This is a page from my heart’s diary.
Signed,
That A Lady
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