I'm finding that my mom's saying, "Like using a hammer to crack an egg", has many applications.
Someone used a hammer when a gentle tap would have been entirely sufficient.
On February 18 the word came alive to me, clearly, as if spoken aloud:
You will go out with joy and be led forth with peace. (Isaiah 55:12)
I didn't see how. I was in deep water, drowning in the desire to win.
It's not mine to win, not mine to fight. The battle is the Lord's.
Fighting the inevitable exhausts. Living in tolerance drains.
And today, my step is lighter for I know.
I will go out with joy.
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