Not the Woman I Was

Who was that? I spoke the words aloud in astonishment after leaving a voice mail for someone. Immediately a thought followed. Not the woman I was.

I was shocked when I considered the message I had left. Loving. Kind. Gentle. Respectful. Patient. Forgiving. Merciful. Grace. His. The Lord’s. Not mine. His, yes. So incredibly different than the woman I was. And still can be when I’m not careful. The woman I am less and less now. As the Lord changes me.

It was as though someone had taken me over....