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Micah 6:8 (NLT) No, O people, the Lord has told you what is good, and this is what he requires of you: to do what is right, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God.

This verse is one I memorized years ago trying to discern how God wanted me to live my life. It has been awhile since I have actually written on this blog, but my heart felt compelled to share with loyal fans what has been transpiring in my life for the last couple of months.

I have tried to pride myself in being transparent and honest (even if it is brutal). I have been struggling these last few months. When I finished the book I felt like I had closed that chapter in my life, but I hadn’t. My life has been spinning out of control, and I had no idea how to make it stop. I realized that anger and resentment had wormed their way back into my psyche, and they were slowing pulling me back down into that pit of despair.

I finally came to realize that I still had not fully forgiven my father. It is so hard because I want to cling onto that anger and resentment because to let it go means he wins right? No, he doesn’t win unless I let him defeat me. I took my eyes off God, and allowed my life to be skewed again by the outside world. Ultimately I began to self-sabotage everything because that is what I deserve right? Again, another lie I have told myself over the years.

I have been allowing whom I am to be defined by what he did and the destruction of my past. NO more. This is my life, and it was created to glorify my Father in heaven. I understand that some of you on my page choose not to call God your Father, and I respect that, but for me, He is the one & only constant and true in my life.

My fan page and blog were created to support and share with each other trials and tribulations that we survivors go through on a daily basis.

I will try to continue to update this blog more as I walk through this small valley to get myself back up to the hilltop.

Love & Blessings to all of you-
april


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  1. Bless you April as you continue on your healing journey, and I'm so thankful God has brought your face back to seeking Him! Bright blessings...and love.

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