Burning ship

My heart feels heavy, seems like an elephant is sitting on it. Painfully pruned. I know I’m in the process of recovery…

I never knew I could do it. But I’ve deleted my copy of it. Finally.

Just like what the pastor said awhile ago “It’s time to not turn back anymore”.

It’s all or nothing. Burn the ships. No fall back position!

Succeed or die!

By continuously living according to the flesh, my fate is death. Set apart.