Keep Fighting.

Change can be scary.
Though shaking off dead things can hurt, the freedom to live in afterwards will make it all worth it.
That's what I keep telling myself until I believe it... Until I see it.
I'm getting rid of the old, painful, suffocating and dying things that are no longer constructive, edifying, beneficial or productive.
I'm trying to make room for the good.
Im trying to believe that I will see His goodness in the land of the living (Psalm 27:13).
Im living and fighting on another day.
That's gotta say something.

Light At The End of Tunnel