silly, soft soul…

listen,

all the times that you have wanted, so very much, to be extravagantly generous, ridiculously open-hearted, but once-upon-a-time your story tasted like i-am-afraid-of-the-great-emptiness, and sometimes cupboards are no longer empty and bank accounts have soft edges, but that fear is still a breathing shadow that lives inside your sleeve, that screams at the sight of your hand opening up…

it’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok

the story goes that God said that we can knock, and ask, and seek, and He would open, and respond, and allow things to be found.

even generous hearts need to start somewhere.

it’s time, now.
there are pages that you need to stop turning.


beauty that planted itself in a small corner of our garden path

you know how sometimes we want to be one way, but we have old stories that we keep reading, instead of just trusting God to write the new words, and so we are what we don’t really want to be?

listen, you can ask for anything that will make you more like Jesus and you will receive it.

want a ridiculously extravagant heart but so afraid of the old stories?

silly, soft soul… just ask the One who you are following for all the things you need so that you can be more like Him,

liezel

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