My house has all the normal things, living room, bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, office. There’s nothing fancy, no extreme bells and whistles. There’s five people who live here and often times there is (as Brennan Manning calls her) my Impostor walking right next to me.
She will follow me from room to room doing many a mischievous thing: a critique, a nag, a reminder of what I don’t have or what I think I need, a jab, an applause, a telling of an old story of what I used to do. She’s not my friend. She’s my Impostor, but I live with her and she with me. We cannot be separated…or can we?
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i love love love brennen manning.
oh, and btw, i love waxy chocolate donuts too. mmmm.
I blogged about you today!
) I’m excited about this devo. I need it.