Therapy...

Mum is dying... except if she 's healed... till i know to pray for that i'm preparing myself...

Was in my early twenties when while talking with a friend that i realised how much mum's approval matters to me, like whenever i get back from the hairdresser's, when i buy new something, etc. Not that it affected my life but it was a realisation that i wasn't happy if i didn't feel she approved of my decisions etc. Did she ever say anything to show otherwise? No. But it was just me or something that just happened over the years. Of course cleared that up, but did wonder how it affected the way i reacted/responded to her.

Feel sad to see so many young ppl around me going through the same issues i went through when i was their age, and not being able to speak into their lives. It's just too complicated cos it's a by-product of their families, friends, school, etc. If only they can see who they are meant to be, since Jesus hung on that tree... to set them free... to be... ME.

It can get me down but i will not... That's why worship is needful to keep me looking straight to Him and for Him...