Grave Concerns (The aftermath)

Blood is spilt upon the floor. Blood stains are all across the wall. Bloody footprints runs across the hall way. These blood were mine. The killer is me. This bloody account has nothing to do with what I am about to share here today. The most bloody thing that could happen is probably me puking blood.

Since that day I shared my thoughts about the first "Grave Concerns" post, I've not been sleeping well. I became very anxious about what others will think about me. I was very paranoid about what people might say bout me behind my back. This resulted in me becoming greedy, envious of the success of others and putting my trust in earthly pots of gold. I becamse a puppet on strings controlled by unknown forces. I began to be anxious about not doing well in my career when I ought to have paid attention to that I am not giving to my soul.

My soul is crying out for mercy and I received it because the bible tells me so. I do not want to be controlled by godless fear, but will only fear the Lord from whom I obtain mercy, peace and favour through his grace. Saying these things brings peace to my soul. I may have lost some potential hirers, but I have gained what I cannot afford to lose.

Guard your heart, Jenn. Don't lose your focus again.

Romans 5: 20a-21
But where sin increased, grace increased all the more, so that, just as sin reigned in death, so also grace might reign through righteousness to bring eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.