I woke up this morning charged and ready to meet my day head on!
I began by being intentional with my time: reading and using my brain power to study for my latest project. Fingers flying across the keyboard, a pencil at the ready to jot down ideas, scriptures, and quotes! I was feeling quite accomplished!
I decided to do some research by reading similar content to my current study. I searched familiar websites, googled my topic and tiptoed over to one of my favorite bloggers for some inspiration.
One click led to another and I found myself in a world of smarter, brighter and prettier people. My topic started feeling a little lame and I began to second guess myself. I could feel my exuberance waning and before I knew it self-doubt was knocking at my door.
Even though a small voice inside begged me not to open the door…I did it anyway!
It invaded my room like a fog, which made me lose all focus and desire to continue. I closed my journal; shut down my computer and started my journey on the trail of epic failure. So dramatic, right!
That’s what I kept thinking, but I had opened the door to self-doubt and it had brought a friend; discouragement!
This new friend took me down a trail lined with thoughts, thrown along the road like rocks, to trip me up. It didn’t take long for my brain power, once laser focused on all things good and right, to pick up one of those rocks and begin examining it.
“What have you been doing all your life, look at how accomplished these women are and they’re in their TWENTIES!”
“Shut it down girl, you are out of date and marked irrelevant.”
“You have absolutely nothing new to add. It’s too late now, stope before you’re disappointed again.”
By this time I had picked up three rocks, shoved them in my pocket, hung my head in defeat and decided to move on. I took one last glance at notes written on a scrap sheet of paper before I wadded it up to throw it away.
Here is what it said,
Stacy, what are the I Am statements written about you?
along with this scripture reference…
In whose hand is the life of every living thing,
and the breath of all mankind?
I pulled those rocks out of my pocket and held them in my hand. I repented for allowing myself to be so easily swayed by lies and thanked Father for reminding me He knows exactly what He’s doing with my life.
The Spirit of God has made me,
and the breath of the Almighty gives me life.
As He took the rocks out of my hand threw them into the sea of forgiven, He said, “Discouragement Happens!”
As I closed the door on my self-doubt and discouragement I smiled at the fact my Creator knows my age, He knows my future and He is the One who has given me the talent and the platform to use it.
For if you remain silent at this time,
relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place,
but you and your father’s family will perish.
And who knows but that you have come to your royal position
for such a time as this?
I am alive because I AM is before me!
I later ran across this and scribbled it on my mirror so that I will not be tempted to open the door to discouragement when it knocks again.
As long as you have breath,
somebody needs what you have,
your gifts, your talents, your love and your smile.
Remember friend, you are still alive and breathing! That means somebody needs what YOU have…no matter your age or circumstance!