Jun 13 • General discussion
Not a boast but trajectory.
My altar is truth, not performance.
My legacy is healing, not inheritance.
My flesh is a disposable vessel, bound by time.
My soul will rise—not by destination of my own design, but in obedience to the One who calls.
My heart longs to follow the Most High—not to wrestle my own mind for the throne.
This is the legacy I seek to advance in my marriage.
The journey I strive to model for my child.
The witness I entrust to the eyes of my friends.
The prayer I lift for those who do not yet know the One—or the Way.
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Not a boast but trajectory.
