“You think you’re a victim. But you’re not. You’re actually okay. Everything’s okay.”
Justin tells me this, in the maddening and awesome way that he does. My heart whispers, “Listen,” even though my first impulse is to wish this all away.
Really? Is this true? Have I believed I am a victim, God? How?
I need God’s interpretation now, or none of this is going to make any sense.