Your obedience levels
So today has been nice. Girlfriends for dinner, that's all. Still daydreaming about firmly clasping My collar on your neck. That said, I thought I'd share with you a letter from one of My previous slaves. I'm always nervous about taking on a new slave, as they invariable fail to live up to My expectations. So...
Madam, when I look back over my slavery to You, I see that the pivotal moments came when I was really pushed. At the time, I didn't like it, and I wanted to stay where I was. I couldn't have done it on my own. Madam had locked the cage doors and forced me on all fours to take crawls of faith. I was pushed towards my purpose of serving You.
I'm doing this because it's for your own good.
When things are heating up, when things are uncomfortable and you don't get your way - another slave shortcoming, your own emotions betray you - shake off the self-pity and get ready for the other cage door to open, for another chance, new training and new experiences with your Madam. Don't complain and say, "Well, that's just my life. I never get any good breaks." Offer your wrists to be shackled and say, "Madam, I know You're in control, and You're stirring up things because I need to stretch and spread further on the St. Andrew's Cross. You're about to take me to a higher state of submission. You're about to push me into my purpose. Serving You. Now and forever."
Wonderful. Hug your soul. Then surrender to Me.