Lies.
I can’t stand them.
Even if it flies over everyone elses head.
I hear them.
It’s like a siren in the dead of night.
I know why I am so sensitive to them.
Why I can’t stand them.
Because I lied for so long.
Takes one to know one.
When you lie to me… to them…
… I see myself in you.
I hate that.
Not you. Myself.
The desire to fit in.
The longing to be understood.
Pleading to be loved.
I get it… but lies hurt.
Lies are self-serving.
Lies hurt the ones you’ve been lying to.
Lies hurt the ones that KNOW the ones you’re lying to.
It’s a wave effect.
Once it gets started, you can’t stop it.
You don’t even notice anymore that everyone knows.
Lies hurt people.
But mostly… lies just hurt the liar.
It destroys…
… something you can never get back.
But while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
You don’t have to be a liar.
You can stop.
Life CAN be restored to something better than you ever knew.
Better than anything you’ve ever created for yourself.
Better than anything you could ever dream up.
It’s time.
Are you who you wanna be?
No.
yeah. me neither.
lies suck the life out of you. at least they did for me when i spent 8 years in bondage to it. lies can grow bigger than you ever planned for them to be. bigger and bigger until even you forget what is true.
thanks for the reminder to live in truth.
well said, sistah!
how did we ever keep track of what was real? oh wait… that’s right…
we didn’t.
No, I am not who I want to be. But, I’m a work in progress. Toward the person God wants me to be. And that is not a simple task. My naturally occurring self tries to take me back down. Into the lies. Into the secrets. Into the pit with smooth sides. My mind says “hahahaha, no escape for you”. Then I pray to the God of all creation to help build me some steps. To get out of hell & back to the ground where I can see again.
I am a work in progress. I am not (and will never be) perfect while on this Earth. Accepting that is not always easy, but my struggles make me who I am today. Stronger. More willing. More obedient.
Here I am, praying with you, Shellie.
I pray that for me too!
yes. i am. =] and i love me.
you are loved, patricia!!! i’m so glad you have found the peace and happiness that Christ gives. you’re such a joy!!!
=] thank you.
btw…i can dance a mean macarena
LOL
okay, wow.
this is sooo me.
you. me. peas in a pod.
love you…
I am who I want to be, but I have constant work to do to improve on this person I am.
we’re not done… till we’re done, right?
i love who you are too!!!