November 2, 2016
Only God and I know what I am really going through in life, which means it’s only Him and I who see the process of becoming me in Him. It makes sense in my head. If I have God, I have it all. The face I see in the mirror is someone, His daughter, who was created to reflect His glory. My purpose in life. Though sickness, society and the sinful world, my own mind sometimes, might hinder this, it’s Him and me at the end. As long as my identity is rooted in my father and I put him above all, I have nothing to be sad and afraid of. No reason to allow these things to shake me. I learn to love me, because I love Him.
-Reminder to me.
Esti’s journey 