thoughts.

I hate when I am so tired and emotionally drained that I am vulnerable enough to allow Satan to infest my mind with thoughts that deteriorate the woman who God has made me to be.  It causes my heart deep pain that sometimes makes it hard to breathe. When it is hard to breathe it is hard to cry.  So than my eyes hurt because of how badly they want to cry.... but how they just cant.  

I just want to shower and as the water falls over my body I want to feel Jesus washing over me through and through.  I want to find rest in Him before 2 o'clock this morning.  I need Him when Satan tries so hard to tear me apart. 

Satan.  You have no place here.  End of story.