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Released


It wasn't that long ago when I shut my office door and dropped to my knees. Tears streaming down my face.
I had only been in the office for 30 minutes. Boy, was my day off to a great start.

No. There was no family emergency.
No. I did not receive a negative report from a doctor.
No. My protective, blue nosed pit was not harmed.
I was simply in a work environment that was no longer healthy for me.

I felt stuck. I felt broken. I felt empty.
How much more could I endure? There was no way out. I prayed that God would release me.
I asked God to give me strength. I asked him to keep me covered. I prayed that God would restore me.
My confidence was shaken. My passion was stifled. I was on life’s hampster wheel. I was going in circles
but making absolutely no progress. I felt like I was always wrong. I felt like I was often judged. My voice
was not heard. I felt unqualified.

I made it through that day. And then the next day. I learned to take each day, one day at a time.
It was not easy but I made it. Day by day, piece by piece, I began to see things shift in my life.

Then, it happened.
RELEASE

I had to make the decision to release some things in my life. I had to make the decision to let go.
I had to make the decision to follow 2 Corinthians 5:7: For we walk by faith, not by sight.

What things, people, or circumstances are you willing to release in order to walk into your destiny?

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