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"The Old Has Gone, The New Is Here."




"Therefore if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come; the old has gone, the new is here." 2 Corinthians 5:17

As I am a Christian, I do write about it's importance to me and how it's helping me in my healing journey.

The Bible verse has been on my mind a lot lately.

As I've spent a good part of the year, praying, reading healing books by different authors, journals, and talking to friends about healing and finally moving past this dark past of mine.

July 25th I started a new life with my husband, but even in the good times, my mind was still obsessed over J and what he had done to me, and if I would ever be able to ever heal.

After a talk with a couple friends, I was able to come to the point that I could say J is dead to me. He isn't welcome in my new life. and I prayed to God to bless and give Jeff and I a happy life.

I asked my dear friend to pray with me about becoming a new Creation in Christ and letting the past die.

Right now, I really feel at peace. That's not to say that I won't ever struggle with this again... the DEVIL loves to torture us with our pasts, but as my friend said, "don't look back, just keep looking up." With my Savior Jesus Christ, I am a New Creation. Praise the Lord.

Katie Bug


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