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Hope....what it is

Seeing your life as a spiritual journey with every meeting, every moment, every, memory as a part of God's plan to grow your character can be refreshing.  It can keep you in balance and I try to do this.


Romans 8:28

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.


I lived by this scripture after mom died and during my two years of unemployment. Its saved me from clinical depression.  It saved me from thinking I was being punished and it provided some hope when I couldn't hope.

I'm there again, back struggling with the concept of HOPE.


Its a spiritual battle. Its a battle of the mind. My control issues, through my OCD, its trying to find a place to rest its head but I'm trying to keep it at bay.  I'm trying not to allow my old way of coping creep back in and tell me that its ridiculous to HOPE. I'm just trying to manage what is front of me. 

Its Mental Health Awareness month and I'm always aware of what my mind is doing and what my spirit is saying.  I have to stay aware and use healthy coping skills and more importantly, remember its ok to HOPE.  Its ok to believe that greater things are to come and that I don't have to control, lead, and figure out everything in my world.  This is me working on Rhonda, continuously.

HOPE
1 : to desire with expectation of obtainment








Once again, I'll put up the definition of HOPE and I'll walk in it, breathe it, and live it.

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