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God is strategic...

God is strategic God and He is very intentional about His children.

When we are fully awake and we sit down to actually connect the dots we will see His hand on our lives all the time.

This week I have taken time to pursue God like never before and the things He has revealed to me about my life, how I have actually been strengthened through all the pain and heartache, no one but myself will understand the depth.

The scarring inside is not as bad as it was 10 years ago because since then I have drawn nearer to God and I chose to actually allow God in, into my innermost.

It doesn't discount the negative emotions along the way but He is faithful and just and vengeance belongs to Him not me. So I need to get out of the way so that He can do what only He can do.

I cry today because everything had a purpose and that was to align me with my Destiny. I am finally ALL in for Jesus, holding nothing back..

He is all I need and whoever else enters my life they are by products of His love for me. They are an extension of God's love for me.

I am a better daughter, mother, sister, employee and friend because of the work I have done on the pursuit of my wholeness.

One day I will be utterly happy and I won't be second guessing if what I am experiencing is true love, I will just know because of the peace in my heart.

All my love, 💕

Zen

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