Lord, times like today, I get overwhelmed by the world.

I have been in bed all day and I am torn between feeling guilty or grateful.

Help me to filter through my feelings - dialysis for the soul.

I’m still so blind.

You live in my heart.

I am Your living temple.

The night You saved me you showed me how important it was to block who comes in.

Now it’s time to block what comes in.

Food and thoughts.

Nourishment for my body and soul.

I still let junk in, Jesus.

I need Your will to make better choices.

Not just once in a while, but day in and day out.

Writing to You is going to be like when you told me to start calling my Mom everyday.

Strange and strained at first…

Then natural and needed.

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