How many times will I take back what you’ve forgiven? Why do I lift my arms only to clench my fist? All this I lay down at your feet, all this to show me I am weak. Apart from you I can do nothing, won’t you lead me to walk in freedom? How long until I remember my own reflection? Struggling with the same old indecision, I’m nearly running on fumes. All this to show me you are strong, all this to grow me all along.
Confessions of a Prodigal Butterfly
I have many interests but seemingly never enough ambition, time, energy, or confidence to pursue them all. I am learning & enjoying (mostly) my role as a SAHM in addition to continually learning how to be a godly wife and parent. I have Celiac disease and am trying to navigate the often frustrating and misunderstood gluten free world. I love reading, listening to various types of music, and having long discussions about the things that make a person's eyes sparkle. I am trying to nurture this writing thing of mine as I tend to leave it for extended periods of time... and have a wicked habit of not finishing what I start.
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