Nancy Leigh DeMoss. I really like you.
Nancy Leigh DeMoss. I really like you. I have been reading about brokenness. It is good. I am learning that my stubborn sense of 'Git R' Done' is not really the best way to do things. I often find myself with such pride and self-righteousness begrudgingly doing things for people. It doesn't really matter who it is, but it is done with anger or bitterness and with the notion that noone else could do it quite as good as I can. Suck. Busted. Here I am again, weary for the billionth time and feeling bitter. I am nasty to be around and I wear a nasty grimace for the better part of the day. My love tries to embrace me and I scowl. Yuck. I am Mrs. Yuck. Then, I read Nancy Leigh DeMoss. I need it. I need repentance, confession, and brokenness. Yep, you bet! It is hard and sour to taste sometimes. I need it. I long to lay down my burdens, my sin, my worries and concerns before my King. I want to serve Him with my whole heart, even when my kids have explosive p...