Who is she? Who is that? Those are constant whispers that she hears as she walks by.
What they see is just an outer shell.
She was years of self doubt and low self-esteem.
She was the victim of bullying and self hatred.
She was midnight cries and puffy eyes.
She was brokenhearted and alone.
She is years of being told she is beautiful but not believing a word.
But one night she heard a still small voice.
A voice that was so small but so powerful and confirming.
This voice told her what she knew deep down.
"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart;..." Jeremiah 1:5
"What you are going through is just a minor part of what I have planned for you..." Jeremiah 29:11
She breathed a sigh of relief because
She isn't alone, For He will never leave her or forsake her.
She isn't lucky, she's graced.
So she walks with an air of confidence.
She's confident in HIS word.
She is a dreamer and her gift will make room...
So as they whisper "who is she?"
She can finally say I am happy and it exudes through my smile.
No past hurts bind me.
No loss defines me.
No more self doubt can consume me.
For His mercies are new every morning.
She is blessed.
Lauren Drew ™ copyrighted 2016
Showing posts with label criticism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label criticism. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
CommitmentPhobia; It's a real thing
Albert Einstein defines Insanity as "doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results"
Now as I have stated in my previous post, I'm a commitment-phobe. I believe the only things I have committed to are Graphic Design, Choir, and Praise Dancing. I'm trying, I really am.
I want to do so much in life. I want to succeed in things I am passionate about, I want to live a healthier lifestyle, I want to be a good person. I want to live and love myself and others without regrets, and I want to accept and grow from my mistakes without being so critical of myself because I AM MY OWN BIGGEST CRITIC.
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In other news...
This weekend, my aunt, sister, cousins and myself had our annual Girl's Weekend. Though we were, a couple bodies short, we gained a couple new ones. It was quite enjoyable. It felt good just to be around them and laugh, shop, talk and cook. I like cooking (hate doing dishes though). It felt awesome being together, unfiltered and uninterrupted (expect a certain someone having to go to work Saturday Morning.) Good times, good stuff. Love those ladies.
Anywho. Later Loves,
Until Next Time
Now as I have stated in my previous post, I'm a commitment-phobe. I believe the only things I have committed to are Graphic Design, Choir, and Praise Dancing. I'm trying, I really am.
I want to do so much in life. I want to succeed in things I am passionate about, I want to live a healthier lifestyle, I want to be a good person. I want to live and love myself and others without regrets, and I want to accept and grow from my mistakes without being so critical of myself because I AM MY OWN BIGGEST CRITIC.
“I am my own biggest critic. Before anyone else has criticized me, I have already criticized myself. But for the rest of my life, I am going to be with me and I don't want to spend my life with someone who is always critical. So I am going to stop being my own critic. It's high time that I accept all the great things about me.”― C. JoyBell C.
That is my goal for this month (until my next post & beyond,) not being so critical of myself. As I look for employment, knowing that I am good enough, knowing that I CAN make things happen and continuing to put myself out there even after hearing NO or no reply at all.
I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.
Philippians 4:13
Some may say that the scripture is cliche but its true and I believe the Bible to Be the Inspired and Only Infallible Written Word of God.____________________________________________________________
In other news...
This weekend, my aunt, sister, cousins and myself had our annual Girl's Weekend. Though we were, a couple bodies short, we gained a couple new ones. It was quite enjoyable. It felt good just to be around them and laugh, shop, talk and cook. I like cooking (hate doing dishes though). It felt awesome being together, unfiltered and uninterrupted (expect a certain someone having to go to work Saturday Morning.) Good times, good stuff. Love those ladies.
Anywho. Later Loves,
Until Next Time
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