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My greatest obstacle?

Myself.

I get inside my own head.

daydreaming

romanticizing

questioning

doubting

I've always second guessed myself.

my motives

my methods

Introspective I suppose.

It's been this way with my faith.

With my identity.

Every time I step out,

in vulnerability

in encouragement

in pursuit of my dreams

I host a private belittling bash for myself.

That sounded stupid.

Did you just say that for attention?

No one cares about that, Taylor.

You overshare.
That's not your purpose.

But God is faithful.

And God is good.

He's been rebuilding my confidence.

With every vulnerable moment.

With every word of encouragement.

With every song.

With every thought.

He's acknowledging me.

my questions

my intentions

my feelings

my desires

Sweetly reminding me of what my spirit understands.

He sees me.

Light breaking through the clouds.

new

easy

light

refreshing
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