It’s the day after I have been robbed. Of the physical loss I am not too concerned, but it’s the emotional loss that I am battling with. Somebody can engage in conversion only to lull me into a false-sense of security to steal from me? Wow, that is a reality check and a bitter pill to swallow.
Or perhaps this is so tough because my pride is hurt that I was not aware enough, someone was able to pretend better than me.
Or is that me reverting to my affinity to self-blame? No, I will not get stuck here again.
That is why I know it is part of my #PerfectPlan. This doesn’t happen to me; I am
an ex-drug addict, so I am incredibly aware. But for all my heightened sensitivity and over-active brain I cannot begin to comprehend the depths of His plan.
For all I know, what I write now could touch one person and change their life, and without this atrocity that person would never have been changed through this text. I cannot stand in the way of that.
Yes I want to use my contacts to find him and teach him a lesson in pain. But in the same breath I cannot. Love your enemy. But for the Grace of God go I.
My entire essence is of commitment; I do not commit unless I can follow through. Again, this is my reckoning. I believe I am in this life to help others and have proclaimed it, but can I commit to that in every way? Yes, with His strength, not mine.
“Father, from a place of desperation I thank You that Your Plan is perfect. I will continue to trust that every step of this journey is because of Your #HigherPurpose and live in complete in Faith, complete surrender“