there was one speaker that challenged ... wat flows out of my life? Is it milk and honey or bitterness? I then realised , hey, I had some bitterness still. About people. About things. About opinions.
It was a wake up call. The process of processing and letting go and dealing with the pain and hurt was not easy. It was not without tears or sadness. But the pain allowed for healing.
Why have bitter water when you can have milk and honey? A sweet spirit rather than a blah one =)
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