training in love.

that first week of training god poured his love into me & restored me.in the quietest moments he whispered to me about my worth and how much i meant to him. i am his! it was in those same moments that he began to speak to me about my future and i, although timid and prideful began to listen. my dreams had been so tightly clutched in my hands like a small child with tiny fingers curled around their most prized toy. as god spoke to me my grip began to become less and less and my fingers began to uncurl, my heart opening. he spoke to me about letting go, about trusting him with many fears that crept into the back of my mind, and wrestled with me to understand that simply put, it was going to be ok.

i finished week one of training with open eyes and a loosened grip on my life. i understood how much my god loved me and just how precious i was to him. it was something that before i had never fathomed, and never thought about. i asked god for open doors and clear signs in my life that week; not knowing that he would blow me away in answered prayer.