Yet You love me still…

Here I am, Lord: Broken and battered, Bruised and busted- Yet You love me still. Here I am, Lord: Clothed in my sin-stained flesh, Steadily separating myself from You- Yet You love me still. Here I am, Lord: Running towards You with all my might, While never moving from my current location- Yet You love …

Don’t ask ’til you’re ready…

“Girl, you look good! What you been doing?” “Wow! You’ve lost a lot of weight; how did you do it?” Those are the questions that I used to ask other women when I noticed their weight loss. I was envious, and I wanted to know how I could have the weight-freedom that I believed they …