It’s the hook that pulls out into action a thought drowning in shame or worry as a starting point when stuck.
Annihilating ruminating.
Awake and tender.
Cool son.
Low below.
Faint saint.
Empowered principle of integrity.
It all started when he hit me back.
Slow to judge, quick to forgive.
Nothing left to brag about.
It’s easier to fly than drive.
Hammer time.
Tenderness confuses fear into comfort.
Pretending He isn’t risen.
The blood remembers when my tears don’t.
Hope legitimizes dependency.
Recall is tied to doubt, disappointment, and despair.
Enduring vulnerability.
Strength restored with spirit revived.
Delight is the ornament of strength.