I believe in ghosts - but not the usual kind. I believe in the ghosts of wrong deeds. However you repent of them, they have a way of coming back and haunting you.
One is haunting me now as I write. In fact, it is why I write.
It was a sin that apparently left a vicious scar on a memory other than mine. It is a ghost that now threatens the very ground on which I stand.
Just when I thought that all is well again. Just when I thought I could finally begin again.
"Do not yield. Do not succumb." -God.
Lord, let Your grace be sufficient for me. Please get me through.
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