i teared up. at work. over two boxes of blind box my followers sent to me as a gesture of love & support after my breakup. i love all of you so much :’D 🤍 and specifically to the one who sent me this, @Laura im taking you out for a lunch.
1 Peter 2:24, "He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness; by his wounds you have been healed." i used to feel close to God and it wasn’t perfect, but it was real. i moved with purpose and i had peace, even in my storms. however i started putting him where God used to be. his approval became my prayer, his love became my worship and i wasn’t even living my faith anymore. i stopped checking in with myself, ignored the wrongs because i didn’t want to lose them and at the end i lost myself. then he left and i was left empty. not just heartbroken hollowed, spiritual disconnected. i’d given away something sacred just to feel loved. yes i’m angry, i tried my best to not put the blame on anyone. this is on me. i let him come before my soul, i put your presence over my purpose. but i’m waking up now, crawling and learning to come back to God,not as who i was, but as who im becoming. i strongly believed God removed you from my life for reasons and i am not going against it anymore, i am loved, i am healed, have a blessed Good Friday 🤍