Yesterday I wrote that I had to own who I was, in order to disown who I was….in continuation of that, I have more to say.

                        I gave up who I used to be, I made vows to the Lord….I took his name, there is no going back. There is nothing to go back to. There is only worship. Worship as a mother, a daughter, a sister, worship as a wife, worship as a way of life.

                                  On sunday mornings I may dance around and shout out the name “yeshua!”, I can’t help it. He created my body for worship, and I physically long to worship him, just like I physically long for food, when I am hungry.I can’t break free of the way he loves me. God is good all the time.