I find myself in kind of a strange place. I've come so far. The joy and purpose I carry is incredible. Slowly but surely I'm walking with my head held higher as I'm filled with more confidence.
See, but where I struggle isn't with my physical appearance. It's not with doubt of my dreams coming true.
I struggle to be confident in who I am as a person today. I often catch myself knocking myself. Y'all... That's not healthy. I mean, I'm super flawed. I screw up and all that, everyday, but does that mean that's all I am?
If I can't be confident that my intentions are good and my heart is God's, today, how can I hope to be a good wife and mom when the time comes? How can I hope to make a difference when I can't be confident in the person God made me to be.
God made me to stand tall.
He made me to be a leader.
He made me to be different.
He made me to be me and no one else.
Why is that so hard to grasp?
Why can't I get it through my head that God himself wants me to be confident. Not just in Him, but in ME.
That blows my mind. I mean, who am I?
Well... God knows, and He seems to have confidence in me. And for me, that counts for a lot.
Oh yall.. It's a journey, but I'm growing, and that's what's important.