I Am Not Who I Was


Each day passes.

I’m reminded of yesterday.

I am not who I was before.

Sometimes I resist change.

I see it as a threat.

I flip it.



Stepping into me.

As I search memory balls I remember…

Triggers that kept me frozen,

Now set me free.

As I grasped the concept of my thoughts,

The more something changes,

The more it stays the same.


It’s all in our perspective.

We get to choose.

We were made to choose.

It’s been over a year now since I committed to meditating on Scripture.

Today’s verse pressed a button: "Be ye strong therefore, and let not your hands be weak: for your work shall be rewarded" 2 Chronicles 15:7

Days on end I wondered if I was doing the right thing, making the right choices, in the right career.

Do relationships matter?

We begin each adventure with such enthusiasm, the energy beams from every pore.

Then life happens. People make snarky remarks, doubt moves in…

Enthusiasm dies.

Questioning your very existence-am I meant for more?

Does God really have a plan? Why does He bless some & others not so much.

Is there a God? Does He direct my steps?

The Word tells you to be strong and that means step out and stand in your place.

Stay determined!

Don't let your hands (or your thoughts) grow weak!

Trust Him💞

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