You are the source of the foundation that has been laid since I was 2 years old. My foundation is strong but I'm allowing the desires of my heart and my flesh to become stronger. I haven't taken care of my foundation and it's starting to crack. I know in my heart the right thing to do. I need to ask for help, I need to fall on my face and call out for help. But I'm afraid of falling short. I'm afraid of not pleasing you. Help me fight my flesh. It is weak and I need you to survive. You spoke to me yesterday and I needed to hear it. You know my tears were real, and they were the begining of a cleansing. I will continue to look to you for help, because I know it comes from you.
I love you,
Beverly
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Bev, it sounds like you and I are beginning to take the same journey. I will be praying for you. I'm here for you if you don't want to walk it alone.
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