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this morning I prayed for protection.
I don't feel like I am in any danger, but I feel the need to request coverage.
Lately, everyone seems to be attempting to figure out the best come-up for themselves, and I can foresee that selfish mindset breaking my heart down the line, so I prayed for protection.
Not so that things don't work in the favor of the selfish, but that I am protected in the process of them getting what they want out of life. I want to live a no-smoke lifestyle. I don't want any problems.
I am attempting to live a life of following what feels good.
Lately, I've been wondering where I learned that you had to suffer through this life. Where did I learn that bad times should be expected? Where did I learn that I should somehow avoid living in a constant state of fear all while expecting bad times? How?
Recently, I've changed my perspective. I expect good times. The most wonderful things, I expect from life.
I will do my best to prepare for those times that don't feel good, but I will not expect them. I expect protection. I expect guidance.
The quest is freedom.
That's my treasure, and I am on a quest to find it. I will be protected, just as I have always been guided.
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