I don't want much - just a way to control some of the weirdness that has morphed my body into something I don't recognize. So, even though I know better, I'm having one of those days where it's hard to like my body. I've been praying about it and reminding myself of what I know to be true but today I'm sitting here judging myself and the verdict isn't good.
Maybe tomorrow will be better.
Here is part of
ReplyDeleteour Epistle from this past Sunday (1 Corinthians 4:1-5): "I do not even judge myself. I am not aware of anything against myself, but I am not thereby acquitted. It is the Lord who judges me." We're so hard on ourselves, really,
much harder than God is. I'm wishing you peace.