My weakness and need are very real to me. I'm wild, rebellious, unfaithful, and afraid. So much I need to change, to stop, to let go. How I need His grace, His Spirit! I don't like who I am when I live my own way, even though the trappings of those paths still entice me— less-wild lovers that call to me in the quiet of waiting on Him.
Returned to Romans 6-8 again this morning, just where I needed to be.
I am wondering many things, listening for unheard voices.