top: Poor Pitiful Pearl, leggings: Target, belt: Anthropology
boots: Steve Madden, sunglasses: Michael Kors
It’s funny how ones feelings hold such precedence over ones behavior.
As I sit down to write a heart felt post,
I am at a loss.
I have so much to say,
but can’t seem to gather the words to get my REAL feelings across.
I want to update you all on the past two weeks in these parts,
but unfortunately the time isn’t now.
What I can tell you is I’ve spent quite a bit of time on my knees…
pleading for Him to take all this pain away.
I woke up to a bad dream and wanted it to be just that,
a bad dream.
For when I am weak, then I am strong. (2 Corinthians 12:9-10)
The past two weeks have showed me just how strong I really am.
They have showed me that I do in fact have the tiniest bit of a back bone.
I will fight for what I believe in.
I will stand up for myself, my daughter, and what is righteous.
Fear is dead to me.
Sometimes it takes you to come face to face with complete ugliness,
before you realize how precious life really is.
Who matters, who never did.
I am holding tight to this…
Jordann you win the GROUP GIVEAWAY…