Made New Each day I get to decide Who will I follow? What mindset will I bring? A daily choice to face each moment— For years I turned toward the wrong thing When push comes to shove how will I show up? Where will I fix my eyes— Who will fill my cup? Why would I give Fear a second glance when I know the truth— and was given a second chance.
Thank you for reading and being here,
Julie
Fear is a squatter
It enters through the back door
We lack vigilance
Fear is not worthy of a capital letter!