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Father, I come to You unsure, worn, and questioning my faith. Am I Yours? I feel like a striver, exhausted by my own failures. But I lay it all before You, trusting in Your promise that I am saved by grace through faith, not by my works. Let Your Spirit testify to my spirit that I am Your child. Help me to abide in You, trusting that You will... See more
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instagram.comLord, I am at the end of myself. I don’t have the strength, the control, or the mastery to do what You ask. I am broken, raw, and desperate. Meet me here, in the chaos. Teach me to trust in Your sufficiency, not my striving. Teach me to rest in Your grace, not my efforts. Be my peace when I cannot find it. Be my strength when I am weak. Be my God... See more
it’s just attachment to an idea of equality of effort, or equality of focus. I hate that. Just fuck me hard and get your rocks off. If I’m on my knees, I’m serving you. It’s about you. You can do something for me later, but even then it shouldn’t be in a spirit of exchange, never because you feel like you should.
Jackie Ess • Darryl
Isaiah 43:1–7 (“I have called you by name, you are mine”).
Kevin O'Brien • The Ignatian Adventure: Experiencing the Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius in Daily Life
Sexually, allow yourself to surrender so fully that you feel “fucked” in your deepest parts, physically and emotionally. Allow your heart to be ravished by a force of love much larger than the penis of your man or the details of your relationship. When both you and your man let go completely during sex—while he practices invading you with
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