The Struggle

The Struggle is real. . . with figurative wounds and literal ones (Confrontations and yes, I fell off a baby bicycle on the Fourth of July and busted my butt!).  Today was definitely a growth day, and the cut on my hand constantly needs my care and attention. Despite the all around physical pain and emotional discomfort, I know that the issues I face in a day have ultimately been won. God can and will handle those things, and I will grow, see God, and be blessed because of them.

It seems as though the most unforgettable days in my life are commemorated by scars. Sometimes I need to be reminded of those times, and I don't mind. It just ensures that I'll always carry those lessons and memories with me.

To The Better Days:

Psalm 23:4                                                                                    ♥ Britt T

*  4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

Give me a clean heart

This song has been on my heart and mind and soul and in my spirit for a week now. Me and Court were jammin' to it last weekend and I have been ever since. Such beautiful words and such a soul soothing groove. I feel good. Everything feels alright. No chains Lord, I'm offering up my weakness for His strength e.v.e.r.y.d.a.y. Anywho, take a listen. You won't regret it :))
Give me a clean heart by Fred Hammond

To The Better Days:

Psalm 51:10                                                                                                 ♥ Britt T

 *Psalm 51:10  10 Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. *