Saturday, November 17, 2018

Dear God,

Your word convicts, challenges and comforts.  This morning when I listened to your word as it lifted off the page, I saw my own sin.  I acknowledged the truth in your word and the truth in my own sin.  I confessed and owned my sin.

Who wants to carry sin in their own lives every day?  I know when I walk with the dark blots in my  soul, I am weighted down, burdened.  The cloud above me is dark, my mind is foggy and my spirit is low.  I know when I need to make a change even if I don't do it right away. 

Thank you
for the truth
this morning.
Thank you
for your
revealing power.
Thank you
for love
that makes conviction possible.

Love, Andrea