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Fibromyalgia

Running

 

Where can I run when there’s no one to run to.. Where can I run when there are no arms open wide.. Where can I run when all I see is darkness.. Where can I run when there is no one to hold on to.. Where can I run when I can’t find a hand to grasp on to.. Where can I run when it’s cold outside and the rain want stop..

Where can I run when I’m all out of breath.. You were my last hope but like so many others you faded into the night..

So where can I run when there is no one holding the light..

The Original Me Ann

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The Day..

I had therapy today.. which really takes a lot out of me physical the drive but mentally and emotionally is worse than I think than the drive is.. I feel so drained.. I guess because therapy was emotional.. I apologize to my therapist for crying but of course he was like get all out..

I was gonna Blog about but I just decided today.. I’m not gonna think about the pain or the therapy .. I still believe in Jehovah now more than ever.. but anyway I’m gonna rest so my head can easy off.. and so I’m just gonna read so look for comments.. I remember when I was me Ann.. I could read  books all day.. then everything changed and stop reading, writing, watch television.. I just STOPPED.. okay I said I was gonna talk about it..

The therapist ask me have I reached the GIVEN UP STAGE.. I said No.. 

The Original Me Ann..

He looks like he got caught.. he’s one of the reasons I can’t give up.. Stay strong..

Morning Devotion

Those who know Your name trust in You, for You, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek You (Psalm 9:10).

Thank You Father that all we have to do is trust in Your Name.. for we know your name is powerful by trusting Your Name we believe all that Your word say about You.. and all the promises You made back then still hold true today.. so as change comes about today we trust and believe that as long as we hold true You and your word.. we will have the strength to not only endure four years but over come them…

The Original Me Ann..

Transformation Tip

You If you can’t do ten then do five.. if you can’t do five then do one.. are just try to move a little.. focus on what you can do.. this your journey no one else..

The Original Me Ann..

Morning Devotion

“Ask and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you ( Matthew 7:7)

I just wanna thank God for waking me up surrounded in His peace.. it is nothing I can do to earn His love and salvation.. it is a gift from God.. and He is not a man that He would give a gift and take it back.. Praise His Holy Name..

The Original Me Ann..

Morning Devotion

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

We got some snow last night we are always excited when this happens because it rarely happens here’s.. I can’t wait for the grand babies to see it..

The Original Me Ann..

Bags

Some people will never understand why you move the way you do.. how you walk with limp and from  dragging so many bags on your back.. how those bags had you bent down to the ground.. how a normal persons back would have broken.. but not you.. know you cradle on through the hurt and pain..

One day you began to unload your bags.. you started to dig around and what you found was nothing but rags.. the things you held on too no longer exist.. see he or she died long ago.. and they left you the shell of the person you used to be.. they thought they won for even from the grave they still had you bound.. still crying and mourning over what could have been.. so many were the bags that they but a strain on your back.. bent from the shame and abuse, from love that left you black and blue.. tears you cry are no longer needed.. don’t you know they didn’t deserve you..

So unpack your bags I say, and burn those rags.. for out of ashes comes your freedom to stand up straight.. yes walk proud of your limp.. for it will forever be a reminder of all you went through.. but YOU DID NOT BREAK.. Yes with ashes comes beauty and that Beauty is YOU..

Original Me Ann..

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