The After Picture

Before, I was a wilted flower whose roots were embedded in toxic soil, sure to spoil the potential of my bloom. After, I planted new seeds that spoke life over me for my blessings I did make room.

Before, I was shackled with the chains of self-doubt with no way of working out the anger and the rage that dwelled within. After, God’s Grace erased any trace of those shackles that kept me from being free, transitioned into a journey of humility, walking a path through brokenness and uncertainty to healing and tranquility.

Before, I was shrouded in darkness unable to harness the light that surrounded me…didn’t know how to let things be. They just kept digging deep holes inside of me, until I almost lost me. After, I do not listen to the chatter because if it does not speak life, then it does not matter…strong enough to stand on my own two feet, no longer need someone to make me feel complete.

Before, I was a doormat for other people’s emotions spilling into me, filling me with negativity, a punching bag.. knocked out in the first round. After, I’ve been immersed in the word, comforted by prayer. I can go twelve rounds now….a heavy weight champion and all I can say is don’t you dare!

The after picture is much different from the first for a new spirit in me has been birthed. Stepping into my purpose, divinely protected, I’ve been selected…calling into existence the strength that I need to endure, I’ve found the cure…while navigating a particularly perverse world. What I have learned after all is said and done, for I’ve been chosen by The Holy One, is that I am 100% THAT girl!