sunday morning musings: practice
After my last post, God continues to point me toward the practice of leaning hard into the power of the Holy Spirit. I call it a practice because the very next day after that post, I woke up soul weary again and allowed my mood to leak out all over my house. I slid right back down into myopic negativity, and then (of course) guilt.
But I wrote out that scripture that promises we are heard as a handhold for exactly those moments, and I choose to believe - believe that I truly am filled with the Holy Spirit, whether my feelings agree or not.
I hang on. A few breaths in, a prayer flung heavenward, and I find victory. Practice.