the beauty of truth & out of the ashes

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Look past what stands before you

It will all pass with time

Don't let fear get a hold of you

Or let your dreams unwind

There's more to life than this

There's more to life than this

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Woman of faith, stand with the Lord

Throw caution to the wind

Trust the One that you adore

Woman of faith, you have been called

So walk in His name,

O woman of faith

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Through times of trial and heartache

He is right by your side

His arms will be your shelter

There is no need to hide

He is all you'll ever need

He is all you'll ever need

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Do you know who you are?

Do you know who you are?

Do you know who you are?

Woman of faith... (repeat)

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I wrote this years ago, possibly 5-6, and have dusted it off from time to time...knowing that this song was given to me from God for my life. It has been a while since I've strummed it or sang its tune; but this morning, as I began to really ask God what has been holding me back, He brought these words back from the dust and ashes. And as I went over them in my head, and attempted to sing them out loud, I broke about the third line in. The song I had written so long ago was showing me that its warning had been long drowned out, and that indeed, I was not so sure who I was anymore, or if I even liked myself.

Sometimes there is an ugliness that runs deep inside of us that we don't want to admit to or face, so we ignore it. Sometimes we embrace it. And sometimes we know it's there, but cannot name it. In that place, it grows until it takes us over and affects all that we do OR until we do something about it.

The beautiful thing about my realization is that I have that choice. Let it grow or cut it down. God gave me that song for a reason. Those words are etched upon my heart. I don't want to continue to feel this way...afraid, dreamless and not wanting to look at the person in the mirror in front of me. I want to know with confidence who I am and like it. Honestly, I am not quite sure where to start, except trusting the One I adore. The beautiful truth is that even when I lose my way, if I trust Him, I will find myself again.