“Some days I don’t feel like being vulnerable or transparent, no matter who it would help. Some days I just want to act like I’ve always done it right. Some days I don’t want to give, I want to take. And some days I just want everybody out of my personal business. My times in Egypt are painful for me to remember. Embarrassing for me to admit. Leaving nothing for others to admire. But each morning the Holy Spirit woos me once again to the place where I meet with God. The God of grace bows low and meets with me. I am suddenly confronted by the majesty of my Redeemer. The One responsible for any good in me. And once again, my heart is moved, and I surrender all. Morning after morning.” – Breaking Free