So this weekend I attended the women’s retreat at LFC. SOOO Good. Let me ephasize that more: SOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD. Man. It was really what I needed. It felt like a recharge. And also a slap in the face from God (maybe a love tap) saying “hey where have you been?? This is what you’ve been missing out on!” I heard a lot of good stuff this weekend. And then today comes. The first day after the conference and Satan is already trying to defeat me. Go figure. He keeps bringing up the past and reminding me of that pain. I DON’T WANT TO THINK ABOUT THAT PAIN ANYMORE. Seriously, Satan. Baccccccck off. I’m tired of it.
What happened, happened and I can’t change that. But I can roll with the punches. Change is inevitable, misery is optional. Ok so I got hurt. So I got really hurt. So sometimes I still think about that hurt. GET OVER IT. (That’s me talking to myself). Get over it. Roll with the punches. Believe in God for even greater. Delight in Him. All will be well. :)
