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I want back in school, to finish it.
I want to exercise consistently for better health and mood and life.
I want to eat healthfully for health and life.
I want to care for Kenai better. Train him and spend more engaging time with him.
I want to pray more.
Somedays, I have really bad days. I’m so stubborn that I push God away, frustrated and angry. Fearfully. And He tells me things to be proud of - happy to be living - I honestly feel worse occasionally then. Trying to throw myself a pity party. I’ll think of reasons not to pursue righteousness. I remember the bad things that have happened it my life. I try to convince myself that that’s enough reason to stop. And do what I want. And in those moments we are saved by Him, once again. He’s always saving us, but sometimes we just need/crave that hand to hold ours. The smile to gaze upon us proudly. He’s there for us, even in gloominess. I push away from his pull, And we can shove Him away, extenuating our pitying procrastination, He’s always there waiting for us to get back up. He is the hand that is holding us when we least believe it. Worldly matters don’t dictate us.
My Christian beliefs don’t make me perfect; they don’t wash away negative thoughts or actions.
They forgive me.
For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief.
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