Reflection ~ what a great way to start a week.
Christianity to me has meant that when I was too weak to stand, I fell at the feet of Jesus. Faith to me means when I am out of options, and maybe before I’m completely done trying, I let go and give it to God.
Fear dissipates as I seek a God who loves me, accepts me, and wants nothing from me but my adoration for his service to me.
My father lived by this symbol. A symbol that represented a rebellion. I break all heritage to such junk. I live unabashedly sold out to a God that has my back.
All love!
The Pedophile Huntress 