Sometimes brave isn’t a physical act, but rather an emotional and spiritual one. Brave is allowing yourself to hope again. I was losing hope.
How easy it is to get bogged down in the darkness of our circumstances. Often, the last thing we think about in affliction is being fruitful.
I am speaking out my shame in chronic illness so that it can no longer chain me with its lies. … shame has taken up in my thoughts, so that we can tear down its stronghold.