I’m sure you have heard this before, I had but up until a few years ago I didn’t really know what this meant. What kind of strength? So, I was this saying that I wasn’t able to have enough strength on my own? It really took a few desperate situations for me to begin to fully become aware the meaning.
Has there ever been a season in your life that you wondered why you’re here? What is it exactly that God would have you do with your life? Each day brings a new challenge filled with frustration and you just can’t catch a break? I’m raising both hands here.
I wrote this blog post as a guest blogger for Lydia at believingtruthblog.com. I am honored to have the chance to write and share this post with all of you.
As a mother, wife, daughter, sister, believer of Jesus, and friend to many, I have to say that my life wasn’t always such a beautiful picture. Before I knew who Jesus was, my life was filled with disobeying, mistrust, dishonesty, partying, and truly a sinful lifestyle. I was brought up in church, however, my personal relationship with Jesus blossomed at a later age.
As a little girl I often felt like I didn’t belong anywhere. Moving from city to city quite often while living with my mother, I was always the new kid. Learning a new city, school, teachers, peers, and how to adjust mentally was not easy. I hated school and my grades showed as a result.