This is my truth, today. I matter. I have a purpose on this earth. I am grateful to God for me. For loving me just as I am.
My life has gone through many transitions. In fact, I am in the midst of a transition right now. One that is not so easy but I am determined to move forward, give my all and allow God to continue to lead me where I cannot trace Him. My faith has always been my anchor. That thing that tethers me to God and my fight to always keep going and to never give up.
I am forever grateful to the Father for His goodness and mercies. For loving me even when I have had and still have trouble loving myself. Each day is a gamble. A risk I am willing to take; placing all my bets on God because I know from experience, He has a proven track record, and I can always rely upon Him; even when everyone else bails or breaks their word and promises.
Though there are times when I have to wait and dig in my heels and exercise my faith—I am grateful—it all works out for me because I believe God when He declares that I win. I decree each day that I am the blessing of God walking in the manifestations of favor and promises ordained for my life. Everything I need I already have, and my eyes are open to recognizing it and my heart is ready and prepared to receive, as is my mind—which is renewed every day.
I celebrated the tenth anniversary of my Blog, which I never thought of as a ministry; just a way for to share the lessons I have learned and am learning about my life's journey and relationship with our Creator. If my testimony, my pain, my falls, my triumphs, my happiness, my lessons learned can inspire and help just one other person, and get them to know God for themselves? Then it is worth the embarrassment that sometimes comes with sharing your truth.
Yes. We as humans just love to be perfect. To be seen as perfect. To never allow any weakness or failures to be seen; especially in this social media dominated generation we are living in, where people can easily lie about who and what they are and what they have to just be accepted by a few strangers. Or made to feel important because you got one more like or another follower.
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if all of a sudden we woke up and there was no more social media? Like, Poof!—it just disappeared and we have to go back to speaking and interacting face to face. Seeing one another for who we really are. Having to make the time and take real effort to form and build trusting and long-lasting, worthwhile, and healthy relationships. I wonder how many lives, marriages, relationships would be saved. How many people would really enjoy their lives and truly love who they are because there would be no constant comparison or a bunch of advice and self-appointed experts giving opinions, confusing those even further, who are already confused about their lives?