In moments of shame, I wander down paths of darkness traversing great lengths to remain unknown. Out of feelings of embarrassment, I allow sin to rob my voice. In silence, a lack of confession starves my relationship with God and in self preservation, I drift. Isolated, I allow the current of life to pull me away. Wanting to regain ground but unwilling to sacrifice my pride, I sink to depths not meant for anyone and suffocate. Without confession, I drown.
Read MoreThough it was hard expressing the nature and severity of my spiritual biopsychosocial sickness, I mustered up the courage to take it one day at a time. It just happened this particular day looked like being honest with a potential employer.
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