I feel like a fish swimming upstream.
Going against the grain.
Feeling diffrently, believing differently, trying to act differently.
It is too much at times.
The water I swallow is consuming at times.
Doing what is right.
For others.
I know how Jesus felt when his own disciples left him at the cross.
How His heart must have grieved.
For them.
For His pain.
For his loneliness.
For our salvation.
The longing for relationship outweighed all that.
The burden of reconciliation changed all that.
The duty of righteousness pursued all that.
The pain and agony turned into joy.
And hope.
Because He fought against the grain.
A wife. a mother. A pastor's wife. Above all, a Christ follower.
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