grateful but pressing on
At the very beginning, I remember the letter u sent to me. It was an indication that there was a lot of dross, a lot of filth that I as way buried beneath. Underneath all of the dirt, was where I was and I needed to be rid and well cleaned of all of that to find me. There is no way you can know yourself until you are cleansed from the dross. The unclean must eventually be clean. I had to agree first that I was covered in filth and I could see it; then I had to be ready to do whatever it took for me to be rid of it. The lord has his way of taking people through their different journeys. And this was another beginning for me. I cherished it more than the life that I was so ready to throw away. It was a blessing. Mercy on my soul. This story is not about me but about you. It is about love. It is about appreciation from me to you. I remembered all of that and more about the measures you took all so that I could become totally free from the dross. The trouble that one goes thr...