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The old has passed away.
The new has come.
2 Corinthians 5:17
In whom are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.
Colossians 2:3 ✝️

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The story behind my trafficking, my addiction, my homelessness, and the darkest parts of my life has already ended.

But this is only the beginning of a lifelong journey of finding who Christ has designated me to be.

The enemy does not get to win through my story anymore. He does not get to silence me with my trauma, manipulate me through what happened to me, or convince me that the darkest chapters of my life are all that I am.

I’d rather give my focus to the women surrounding me.
To the blessings I have always had.
To the life I was given back.
To the beauty that somehow existed even in the middle of my darkness.

Because the Lord has been such an amazing Father to me.

He has shown me that my life is so much more than what happened to me. That there can be laughter after survival. Friendship after isolation. Peace after chaos. A beautiful life after believing there was nothing left to live for.

And looking around at these women, at the ocean, at this moment, I can’t help but see the goodness of God.

He was there in my darkness.

And He is here in my freedom.

My story did not end where the enemy thought it would.

It became the beginning of discovering who I am in Christ. 🤍 taken in Jacksonville Beach, Florida by @cyphlore

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25 days ago

30 Days 🤍

Sober, Grateful, & Lighter

No more sleepless nights
No more wandering in the dark
No more yearning to be seen & held

When I came to the end of my rope of doing things in my own will/way and finally asked Yeshua to give me a life I didn’t have to runaway from anymore

He gave me sisterhood
He gave me shelter

He gives me a life of honesty, stillness, and wholeness

This is only the beginning & there is still so much more work to do but what an honor to be able to proclaim him and his glory

All Praise to Yeshua, keep me close father ✝️ by @cyphlore

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a month ago

The two most beautiful treasures our father created in this life🤍 Love you

I will make a way for us to be together again my sweet dream by @cyphlore

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3 months ago

Not every path
is walked to arrive.

Some exist
only to remember.

The landscape never changed.

Only the eyes
that returned to it.

Fear,
given enough seasons,
becomes sacred geography.

Hope,
when carried long enough,
stops feeling like longing
and becomes inheritance.

Beauty was never
asking to be chosen.

Only to breathe
without becoming
someone else’s currency.

Every radiant smile,
every borrowed light,
every place mistaken
for a destination—

was only memory
recognizing itself
through another form.

Love never arrived
to fill an absence.

It arrived
to uncover
what absence
could never touch.

Memory
is not the desire
to return.

It is the soul
finding the trail
it once left
for itself.

Perhaps that is
the quiet purpose
of every encounter—

not possession,
not permanence,

but remembrance.

To become
so deeply familiar
with one’s own light

that eventually
nothing outside of it
is mistaken
for its source taken in Avon, Colorado by @cyphlore

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3 months ago

Somehow, we manage. by @cyphlore

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2 years ago