A Page From My Journal

(Clearly I was having one of “those” days…)

Fear is a liar

with a bad outfit

and ugly shoes

Fear is a liar

who needs to brush his teeth.

fear is a liar

who has no rule over me.

I only listen to truth.

I only listen to the Master,

the Good Shepherd.

I don’t hear any voice but His.

One Thought on “A Page From My Journal

  1. Speak that life girl!

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