We have become too articulate about our suffering & too inarticulate about our strength. The more elegantly we describe our wounds, the harder it becomes to leave them behind. When a struggle becomes part of your identity, overcoming it feels like a betrayal of who you are.
"God asks, "Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?" and the prophet Isaiah responds, "Here am I; send me!"." - Isaiah 6:8
The world has gone mad. I've decided that I will do everything within my means to save it.
In 7 years, within the day and time I was born. I will be and then become once again.