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Tell Your Heart to Beat Again by Danny Gokey

Father, I’ve been in a mode of survival for a while now and it’s been taking place way before I stepped out to move on my own. It goes deeper than me just surviving monthly bills and having a job, maintaining a consistent schedule. I’ve been surviving life, getting by the best way that I know how. Protecting myself from pain, rejection, loneliness, from myself, only later to protect Jordan from myself. Not knowing that I was taking myself away from everything, leaving me to only thrive off of my own milk… receiving nutrients of darkness. One day I began to see myself as a monster. I began to look at myself in such a dark light, I’ve made an attempt to shun myself from any light, feeling I was unworthy. Father well the truth is, I am unworthy yet you still tell me that you have come so that we may have life and have it all the more. You have given us greatness on earth and an even greater life with you in Heaven. Father as I listen to this song: Tell Your Heart to Beat Again, I want to come to you with an open heart, bowing before you, telling my heart to beat again. Although I see myself as less than and not deserving of anything good or any of your blessings, Father I need this song to become true in my heart and mind. I don’t want to understand it anymore, I just want to walk in your truth and in your light, letting your word wash over me. In this moment Father I want to close my eyes and breathe it in, letting the shadows fall away stepping into the light of grace, knowing that I am a new creature in Christ Jesus and that I don’t live in my past anymore and I owing it nothing… not even a goodbye. Life demands so much from us, it’s so easy to give up, throwing the towel in, especially when we find ourselves on our last breath, gasping for air. So for baby Kaiden and so many others whose hearts aren’t beating anymore, whatever the reason I’m telling my heart to beat again. I won’t allow the voice of the enemy to whisper louder than your voice. I come into agreement with your word that it is well with my soul. I’m hoping again. I’m believing again. I’m trusting again. Father I love you.

This is a personal prayer that I'm posting publicly in order that whoever may be reading this now, I want you to take the time to tell your heart to beat again. Take a listen to the song mentioned at the opening of this blog & take it in. I love you & the person you are within ❤

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