If He forgave me— I have to forgive me. Thank You Jesus for your forgiveness and cleansing of sins. Holy Spirit, help me walk this out with purity and obedience!!!

I leave behind my regrets. I leave behind my mistakes. I leave behind my shame. I leave behind my guilt. I leave behind my past. The Word of the Lord stands forever — I AM washed, redeemed and being sanctified.

What comes to your mind when you think about Christ? I think about eternal life— like 😌🤍 Death is NOT the end!? What do you meannn?? I think about Him walking out of that tomb. I think about His perfection

God… it’s me again. And I’m coming to You exactly how I am… not strong, not polished, not pretending. My heart feels heavy this morning. Hurt feels loud. Disappointment feels fresh. And I’m tired of carrying pain like I’m supposed to be okay. So here I am, Lord. No mask. No fancy words. Just truth. Please hold what I can’t fix. Heal what I don’t even have language for. And sit with me in this ache instead of rushing me past it. You said in Psalms 34:18 that You are close to the brokenhearted… so if You’re close, God, I need to feel You right now. Help me release what I keep replaying. Help me stop blaming myself for wounds I didn’t cause. Help me trust that this pain is not pointless and that You are not finished with me. Today, give me: - peace that doesn’t make sense - strength that doesn’t come from me - gentleness with myself - and the grace to take today one breath at a time If I can’t be joyful, let me be honest. If I can’t be strong, let me be held. If I can’t see the lesson yet, let me still trust You. Cover my mind from spiraling. Guard my heart from bitterness. And remind me… over and over… that I am still loved, still chosen, still safe with You. I don’t need all the answers this morning. I just need You. So I give You my hurt. I give You my tears. I give You today. Amen. 🙏🏽🤍

“If it costs my comfort, I’ll still give, cause broken worship still is” “Let the oil flow— let the tears roll, let the healing show” “Oil and tears that’s how He healed me” Oil and tears - DERRICA B I’ve been running from the tears that come thinking that I am weak— thinking that I am faithless because my heart is still broken in areas I haven’t acknowledged— thinking that I am not filled enough even when I meditate on His word. I find myself just crying but NOT wanting to. He showed me He is still healing me (psalm 34:18) I began a fast— on Sunday I prepared myself, slowed all the way down, quieted my soul like a child weaned on its mother’s breast (psalm 131:2) I gave Him ROOM and I felt PEACE. the fast started Monday and the very first day I was just BROKEN! — tears flowing like the river in the wasteland! I didn’t understand ⁉️ “God?! Why am I so weak!? What is this?!” I’ve been wrestling everyday since. He blessed me with a wonderful and God centered therapist who honors my beliefs and she opened my eyes to the HEALING— I have to sit in it and trust the Potters Hands. ✍🏽🙏🏽🤞🏽 I’ve been running like Jonah from the pain only HE can HEAL ME from. Running from uncomfortable emotions that I feel in my own understanding “I should be past that already” … Today I am meditating on Him as I’ve picked up another shift at work and He gave me a vision of just Him peeling off the layers of distrust, self condemnation, pain that I didn’t even know I had anymore. I see His hands and I hear “safe” I had to share.