or are we caught in a perpetual cycle of of mediocrity?
there are things that need to be changed - decisions to be made and backed up
something about an old self dying and a new self being put on
...
but realistically, it feels as though we can't even make up our minds
with our words we acknowledge it
yet with our actions we deny it
...
we want to be better
we need to be better
...
but this guilt
it permeates and infects
distorts and weakens
...
is there hope for us?
can we look back one day having changed?
...
defeatist thinking is too easy
'why should we even try at all?'
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has my faith grown small?
God, if ever we needed you - we need you now
I think we're still figuring out that we're naked and removed from the garden
