Sometimes, God grants us insight about something very disturbing in our lives. So disturbing that we might actually need to sit on it for a while.
When it happened to me, I just had to wait until I could breathe again. I did.
I let Holy Spirit take the lead as we worked through the painful revelation, let it do in me what was absolutely necessary.
And raw. And liberating. And wonderful.
The price of the dance?
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