My students were in awe when I used the term "real talk", which was a time when I was wanting to really get down to the truth of a matter. Real talk. This is the talk where respect is maintained, but nothing is sugar coated or danced around. It is real.
And this is how I talk to to God. Sometimes there is nothing beautiful about what I say. Sometimes I beg. Sometimes I am angry. Sometimes I yell. Sometimes I cry.
But it is in my brokenness, that God still knows my heart.
When I am broken, I will cry out to God, and in all of my imperfections, I will still give Him the glory.
No matter what happens to me, I will cry out "Hallelujah!!"
And this is how I talk to to God. Sometimes there is nothing beautiful about what I say. Sometimes I beg. Sometimes I am angry. Sometimes I yell. Sometimes I cry.
But it is in my brokenness, that God still knows my heart.
When I am broken, I will cry out to God, and in all of my imperfections, I will still give Him the glory.
No matter what happens to me, I will cry out "Hallelujah!!"
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