The Power of Mental Shifts.

I felt angry and defeated. I did not want to pray. I was overwhelmed with sadness and uncertainty. I felt like God was leaving me lost and misdirected. My feelings overall were just too complex to articulate. The path my emotions lead me to was dark and it was time for that stroll to come to a full stop.

So, I put my head down and clasps my hands together. I got on my knees and began praying. I did it anyway. Angry and scared, I began to pray.

I thanked God for the upcoming days in which I would experience joy from my heart.

I thanked God for allowing me to give and experience love.

I thanked God for fulfilling my purpose, so I know how it feels to be thriving in life.

I wake up purposefully each morning and start my day with a great workout, followed by a shower, balanced breakfast, and prayer. I get to do this. It’s a privilege. Nothing is holding me back. Though I know I am enough, I’ve found greater purpose in the family God has blessed me with.

My hope prevailed over the bitterness and doubt. My trust in God was the bridge over poor motives and concerns. The simple thing to do was doing the right thing in God’s eyes. Wake up. Work out. Stay committed. Do the right thing(s) anyway. I did it pissed off. I did it naked and afraid. I was obedient. And it paid off in my fitness journey, nutrition, career, finances, and relationships. My saving grace was that my heart still belonged, and still belongs to Christ.

It was only a matter of time for God to reveal the truths that set me free. I just kept praying that the outcome would be one that I am grateful for.

In this season, I recognize the words we say to ourselves truly hold weight and can change the trajectory of our lives. I am rewording my narrative by giving life to all that is good and promising. I look forward to radical transformation in the most profound and extraordinary ways.