Happy Monday, everyone! Today is the first day of classes for this semester and I am so glad for a fresh start. If you’ve been reading for a while, you know that last semester was a struggle and definitely the hardest semester I’ve had since I’ve been in college.
A lot of heartbreak took place last semester, a lot of pain was unveiled in me. I realized that I wrestling with some pretty ugly personal demons and that I had a choice to make: fight like hell or let it overtake me.
That is why I want to talk about faith today. You see, my faith was really the only thing that got me through last semester. I won’t pretend that getting through it was easy or that I just prayed my problems away. I was messed up, guys. Seriously. But I have had a relationship with God since I was six years old and I wasn’t about to let that go.
It took a lot of prayer; prayer when I was crying, prayer in the shower, prayer to get through a shift at work, prayer when I couldn’t even say the words and my very soul was crying out to God. It took counseling with an amazing woman of God (which I am still in by the way). It took the help and patience of some very dear friends of mine. And it took faith. I had to believe that things would get better, even if it felt like the pain would never go away.
My faith was tested…and I really had to look at myself and see if I truly believed that God really does make all things work together for my good. But I got through it. He got me through it. The love and faithfulness of Christ is unbelievable. The joy and freedom I finally feel after years of holding on to anger and resentment is overwhelming. The fact that I can now freely express how I feel and even cry in front of people (what?!!) is powerful. And I am so thankful for all of the blessings that have been given to me.
I just wanted to share a little bit of my life from the past two or three months and maybe give a little inspiration on this cold Monday morning.
I hope everyone had an awesome weekend!