"I don't want to survive! I want to live!"I've been surviving the situation, clenching the fists in the back of my mind, grinding the teeth of my imagination, trying not to think about it. Hoping if I ignored it, it might flee; if I willed it gone, it would comply. I've been fighting my prideful will, hoping I can beat it down into submission, but it struggles the whole way down.
I'm sick of surviving it.
I want to live through it. I want to laugh, love, live free, and sing. I want to fall into His will and see that I don't have to fight my own will if I give it over. I just have to let Him move where He wants, use me how He desires, and things will be so much more crisp and beautiful than I could have ever made them on my own.
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