No I haven’t been to Bermuda, Hawaii or even Toronto. My head has been in my new book-Meeting Myself.
It’s almost done, but I am a basket case. Meeting Myself is snippets from a shattered mind. Mine. Truths I never wanted to see again surfaced into sight from a boiling pool of oil.
Thankfully that oil has changed from the type that made me cry ‘burn me into ashes, erase all these memories,’ into the healing balm of the Holy Spirit.
Hard to relive? For sure. Still Painful? Oh, yes. But doable? Absolutely.
I promised an agent that my book would be in the mail to her by December 15th. God and I are making that deadline together.
What is your healing deadline? What has God called you to face that seems unendurable? Whatever it is, God’s oil can get you through.
Brenda J. Wood