
I just finished an EMDR session where we focused on the flashback of the lady pulling Jackson away from me and telling me I couldn't have him. YUCK!! Really it makes me kinda want to throw-up! But it was a good session and I want to share a couple thoughts that
I ended the session with.
Just because something horrible happens it doesn't automatically mean I am a horrible person.
Have you ever thought about Christs' love being perfect?
Have you ever thought that Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ are the only ones who have achieved "perfect" love?
Have you ever thought maybe we aren't suppose to be perfect yet?
Have you ever thought that love even imperfect love might just be the best we can do for now and that is just fine?






