I sometimes wonder about slavery. What is it within you that gives you the passion to serve? A devotion that envelopes you day in and day out. Is it something you are born with and feel on a daily basis ? Or is it something that is pushed for you to do and you need harsh control to maintain it? When does that moment happen in your life, when you know that this is where you are supposed to be, this is the person who is supposed to own you, this is who you are....?
I cannot create these answers for you. This is your experience, I can only be part of that experience. It is a joint effort of determination and love. I know my role, I know who I am... I am me. |