This year, I’m in a constant pursuit to be the most beautiful version of me… from the inside out. In order to do that its important that I examine both the things that I love about myself, and the things that I’d like to change. I have to look at the decisions that I’ve made that make me go “huh?,” as well as celebrate the bravery that I’ve shown by moving despite all my fears screaming at me to run and hide. I actually shared a few weeks ago in another post, that one of my biggest realizations was that I had built an “idol” to my fears.
The truth is… I’ve made some poor decisions, stayed in situations too long, mismanaged my time, talents and treasures… and it’s gotten me into some interesting predicaments. Don’t get me wrong. I’ve done some awesome things too. My son is amazing, I’m building a business I believe in, I’m taking back my health, and I’ve attracted a group of people that have created a support system that is filled with brilliance and creativity. All in all, I’m fully responsible for where I am right now. Though God is in control of our lives, we have an element of control in making righteous decisions, discerning truth in all matters set in front of us, and finding peace in any circumstance. My decisions, choices and the way I’ve decided to respond to certain circumstances have led me to be who I am in this very moment. Being fully accountable for your actions, is essential for success in any area of your life. But let’s talk about failure.
No one likes to admit to failure. There’s something that’s poisonous about that word. There’s an element of desperation that’s attached to the word, that will do something to your spirit. I know personally, because after I was laid off from my job in corporate America, I couldn’t get ahead in my marketing consulting business, debt was building, and low and behold… I ended up pregnant and alone, I labeled that time in my life “my season of failure.” I think it was important for me to take a look at myself and how I hit this “season of failure.” I had to look at my relationships, my finances, and most importantly my spiritual health. I spent some real time looking deep into the “whys” of my “whats” because I had to change who I was as a woman… not just for me, but for my son. But here’s the great thing, my “season of failure” was only as long as I lived it in. By not routing myself in biblical truths, I had opened myself to disaster after disaster and my season seemed to be never ending.
“For a righteous man falls seven times and rises again, but the wicked are overthrown by calamity.” – Proverbs 24:16
My “season of failure” is over. Not much has changed in my circumstances. I’m still in debt, I’m still a single mom, and I’m still working and building my business on no capital. I still have some failures… but they don’t impact my spirit anymore, because I realize with every failure I’ve succeeded in learning something new. I’m not allowing myself to be “overthrown by calamity” like I used to. I fall and I rise again… and just like the mythological Phoenix, I rise renewed, rebirthed, and reengaged. If I don’t fall, it means I’m not taking any risks. It means I’m not stretching myself beyond my current capacity. It means I have no faith. It means I’m not trusting God to do what He said He’s going to do. It means I don’t believe that I’m capable of more… and my dear ladies, that’s definitely not who I was intended to be, who I am, and most certainly not who I’m going to be.
I pray that this post helps someone today. I pray that someone gets up and ends their season of failure, depression, loneliness, fear, greed… or whatever is keeping you from living the life God intended for you. I’d love to hear what season is ending for you!
Have a blessed day!
Until next time,