The other side is a beautiful place to be, and I want to tell all women in abusive relationships to hold on. Hold on to your God, your faith, and your hope. Let go of your fear, the abuser’s lies, and your doubts. You can do more than you think, and God will help you with the rest.
How many times have you crawled to the end of the week with hardly any strength left? Or snapped at everyone and wondered why you’re so on-edge? Or realized that it had been forever since you’d had a good, long laugh with a friend? Too often we neglect ourselves because “I just need to get this done.” We make everything on our To Do lists a priority, while forgetting that we ourselves are a priority too.
This is far from inspirational. In my current state of mind, I can’t throw around optimism or end with some quote saying God is going to lead me through this. This is my brokenness.
A renewal of mind occurs when you discover the way God sees you. Begin aligning yourself with his truths and promises. The first step is to know what they are, the second step is to implement them in your life by writing them out, meditating on them and speaking them out loud over yourself.
Even though it’s been 4 years since the last time it occurred, I still deal with the repercussions on a daily basis—at work, outside my house, in almost every relationship I have, and at night—especially at night.
The modeling industry is extremely competitive and I didn’t feel as confident in it as I did when competing at Miss USA. I forgot how to be in a strong mental space in environments of comparison and competition.
How do you decipher the good guys from the bad guys? Prince Charming and the bad guy start to seem so interchangeable that we can’t even see the difference.
The things your enemies do to you usually have nothing to do with you, and everything to do with them. They are projecting their own dominant thoughts, insecurities, woundings and beliefs on to you because you represent something they are not.
The entire trip in Israel was an extreme spiritual high. It wasn’t even a faith-based trip, I was there on a diplomacy trip, but I felt ridiculous amounts of supernatural power everywhere. From the prayer wall to putting my hand in the hole from Jesus’s cross, to rubbing my hands on the tomb’s stone slab […]
They didn’t live their live to please others. They took chances, worked hard, remained positive, and they made NO apology for who they were. The society was eventually drawn to them for being who they were and following what their hearts desire.