and here I am again.
I'm in that same broken place with that same devastating, sickening sin.
I'm getting nowhere.
Nothing has changed.
I can be so full of myself . . . to think that I've come so far . . .
To claim so joyously that a year and a half ago I was a completely different person.
How You love me, . . . Lord . . . I don't think I will ever know.
This is the only real difference, I'm sure:
A year and a half later, I know that You love me.
Somehow, someway, Your grace has opened my eyes to a small part of what You've always seen
Always known
And I hate it
But somehow, someway
You love it.
You love me
And that's enough.
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If I had a dollar for every time I had that realization I think I would probably not have nearly as many dollars as I ought to have, because I'm oftentimes altogether too self-absorbed to notice. That's ironic, too self-absorbed to notice a fault in oneself. Anyway, I will be praying for you and I just wanted to let you know that I have met with the same situation recently and I guess just mainly that I'm praying for you.
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