We all know her story. There was something in Sodom she couldnât just leave behind. We donât know what it was.
Iâm like Lotâs wife more than I would like to be. I look back. Spend months asking to be delivered from a man that only has his best interests at heart or a behavior that causes me to self-condemn. Once Iâm delivered my posture isnât continuous gratitude or praise. The minute I get in my feelings and miss olâ boy I go down memory lane. Forgetting about all of the heartache I cried about to my bestie. Forgetting that life has been more peaceful without him. What Iâm really saying is somewhere inside fear of what God has in store has me looking back. My inability to just trust Godâs plan has me reminiscing for the bad old good days. What are you unwilling to let go of to grab hold to Godâs promise?
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