I came across this brutally honest and reveling blog at Seeking Faithfulness.  It got me thinking about the eyes that are on me.

"She’s watching me, and the stakes are high.

I can speak holiness, but can I live it?

I can claim a change in heart, but can I choose to put it into action throughout the day?

I’m pressed, mauled, exhausted, drained…put through the masher.

The demands are huge, threatening to take me under.

But her eyes are upon me, observing either my short temper that seems justified by pressure and lack of sleep, or my firm resolve to speak in a quiet voice and touch with love."

For the entire article click here .

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