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Sticks and Stones



This morning I opened the door and had a not very pleasant conversation - one that stayed with me all day. It reverberated round my head and I re-enacted the brief conversation and worked out various responses. I was cross with myself for being unable to LET IT GO. It was there at the front of my mind all day - and I prayed and it was still just right there. I knew even as I was going through it that it would have it's own natural rhythm and that it would go - that I'd process it and the pain would fade. But whilst it was still there, right at the front of my brain it seemed to crowd out everything else.
The good side was that I was compelled towards physical activity, so my daughter and I spent a good couple of hours cleaning out the bunny and guinea pigs hutches. Then I experienced the uniquely satisfying cleansing to be found in "A Trip to the Tip" to throw away all the (very smelly) black bags. It helped!

This is the TRUTH - it just took me a while to get there today:
"It's not what people think and say about you that makes you different. It's what you think about yourself and what your God has said about you that really matters" T D Jakes




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