I fall short
Áfter listening to a teaching this morning I realised how my heart has changed. Hardened. Slowly. Unnoticed...for me anyway. I don't know exactly when it happened, I just know it did. I started living for myself; my comfort and my needs became my priority. If things did not go my way, if I was being ill treated, I would lash out and negativity would pour out of my mouth. Knowing the dangers of it all, my bad behaviour, the words I have spoken; I still continued. I gave heed to the whispers of the enemy and got sucked into a world where I stopped being the peacemaker. A difference-maker. Made myself comfortable on a fence, licked my wounds and threw myself an epic pity party. Just sooo tired of the difficulties and challenges in my life. I hate being here. I hate being in this 'condition'...this state I am in. I know I am at fault. At some stage I have let my guard down and now I am facing the consequences. It feels like I have been mourning the death...