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“I will not let any harm come to you, my beautiful daughter. I would give everything I have and more to see you cared for and cherished, the way you deserve to be.”
I fear that unless you stop hiding yourself away, in body and mind, Yahweh will not be able to use such gifts for his glory.”
loosen the chains of your own expectations
“If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my life, it’s that one can either endure hardship or thrive within it.”
“I think,” she said, “you will find that there is purpose in all of this, that somehow the ashes of all this present grief will become fertile soil for something you cannot yet fathom.”
How had I allowed myself to be so thoroughly chained inside a prison of my own making?
I’d not only hidden behind the veil, I’d hidden inside my house, and eventually curled up on the inside, too, letting the barrier grow thicker and thicker as the years went on—my pride wounded, my spirit broken—until the real Moriyah lay thoroughly hidden in plain sight. In doing so, I’d let that evil priestess win.
perhaps it was not Yahweh who had stopped whispering to my heart seven years ago, but me who ...
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FEAR NOT. None of this was mine to control. My life had always been in the hands of Yahweh; even before I was born
Laying my palms on my lap, I opened them toward the sky. He is yours, Yahweh. I release him to you.
I release my own life to you, Yahweh. It is yours to do as you will.
“Mercy is not earned,” I said, pulling the words from the center of my soul, where I knew Yahweh had placed them. “It is gifted.”
I vowed once again to never assume the worst of those around me and to guard against the seeds of bitterness and self-pity ever taking root in my heart.
Somehow the ashes of sin and sorrow would be used to nourish the roots of many generations to come.
