Ironing

Do you ever feel like there is something you are supposed to do but you dig your heels in the sand and refuse to do it? Like maybe God has been knocking on a door of your heart and you pretend like you don't hear it? It would require work, faith, and in some instances swallowing your pride.

Today when I was at Target I walked by what I was sure was the car of the person I previously wrote about. I haven't spoken to her since the other day and have no intention of speaking to her soon. One thing about me being a Happy Warrior is I know that if I attempt to have a conversation before I am truly ready I will say a lot of things and it will resemble word vomit. I'm good at word vomit. But I am trying to control my word vomit. I think God would like me to control my tongue better. I'm sure my husband would too. :)