I don't know how to say this aloud without boasting, I'm so scared of my pride, so I'll say it here. A few weeks ago, I was anointed with the gift of tongues.
Today, I saw the boy with someone else even though I was SO SURE God promised me he was supposed to be mine. I was so ready to throw everything away, and then I remembered the gift of tongues, MY gift of tongues, and I couldn't ignore it.
I need to learn how to stop loving the boy. I love him to the Kuiper belt and beyond, but he's not mine.
I cut today.
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