The Lord has really spoke to me over the last couple of days. In return, the enemy has came in like a flood. The last several weeks have been hard and I’m still struggling to regain my strength. It seems I take I step forward and two steps back and hit repeat. I’m making progress, but it as at a snails pace. Even as I typed this, I heard your healing daughter, take the time to draw unto me. I have said it before, we live in a world that wants instant everything. In this case, I want my healing quickly so things can return to normal. The Lord has forced me to slow down through this sickness. I rarely use all of my vacation days, they expire. I would rush through my days trying to take care of everyone else and too often neglect myself, ignoring the signs to take care of myself. Now I’m forced to sit back and rest. This evening my stomach is cramping terribly but I’m holding on to the promise that my Father is setting me up on high places as I listen to His voice and rest in Him. 💛 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
“He maketh my feet like hinds’ feet, and setteth me upon my high places.” ~ Psalm 18:33
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