Pain.
This is something I know.
Know it so well that its comfortable.
Healing.
Something I longed for.
Yet now that its in my face, I'm unsure.
Joy.
Lasts longer than happiness ever can.
Something the enemy comes to steal.
Pain.
The one thing I'm used to.
My safe place.
Healing.
Now its here and I'm shying away from it.
To step out of 13 years of one thing into this new thing is scary.
Fear.
Not of God.
Get over yourself, Estee.
Pain.
Healing.
Fear.
New.
New.
New.
New.
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