What is it about my brain that makes me turn inward? Makes me ruminate on the intricacies of my behavior? Makes me so fascinated by my mental health or lack of mental health?
Why can’t I get past what is wrong with me and focus on what God says about me?
The Lord says I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I am chosen. I’m adopted. He says I am loved.
It seems that the dangerous thing about feeling mentally stable, is that my introverted brain is able to examine my life so much more closely than when I am an emotional mess.
Where do I draw the line? Take my thoughts captive? Particularly when I find the psychological workings of the human brain to be so fascinating?
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