It’s been 13 years since I experienced three significant physical ailments. I was a teenager, having moved out of my parents’ house and into my first apartment. I lived in rebellion against authority. The first three months away from my home, I contracted mono, chipped a bone in my ankle, and experienced intense pain in both knees when jumping.
Blessed are the pure in heart,
fore they shall see God.
I cannot tell you how much this passage has meant to me. It is a state of existence I have longed for and felt impossible to reach. How I long for a pure heart! I’m sick of being filthy. I’m weary of feeling shame over and over again. I want a pure heart, a clean conscience, and peace in my heart.