Those words that brought healing to a place that held pain, unbeknown to me.
My love to Him is sweeter than honey. And honey has been redeemed.
You see...
Last year, while questioning a friend in an act of ditching me, he responded "honey is sweet, but too much and ....." it ended there with a wound inflicted far deeper than I had realized.
But now, over a year later, another friend, speaking words from my Father, directed truth to this lie. My heart, the love I have toward my Father is precious to Him, and sweeter than honey.
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