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@dreamxfaith
I love Sundays. I also love God’s word, I can’t get enough of reading it during these stages of my life. Having more clarity than I’ve ever had in it & I pray that my knowledge and wisdom from it just deepens and widens for the rest of my life.
Have you ever gone through your whole Tumblr?
Like, scrolled all the way back to your very first post and worked your way up to now?
I just did—and I’m in awe.
I spent the day watching myself grow. From high school, when I was young, reckless, and in love—deep love. To heartbreak, the kind that changes you, and the pain I had to fight through. Tumblr was my diary, my safe space, my witness to it all.
I saw how pure my heart has always been. How I loved, how I hurt, how I healed. Then came the era of self-love—learning to stand on my own, to stop seeking happiness in others and find it within myself.
Then—as God started revealing Himself to me more, the more I grew through the hurt from the inside out. Dreams deepened, my hopeless romantic heart never wavered, I kept growing, reflecting.. and slowly, I became.
Now, I see myself as I am today—bolder, wiser, stronger. A woman with boundaries, with depth, with faith. A real woman of God.
And after all that, I had to sit with it. Let the tears come.
Because looking back, I see now—God was always there. Even in the doubts, in the questions, in the things that didn’t make sense at the time. None of it was happening to me. It was happening for me. Crafting me. Refining me. Preparing me for the woman I was always meant to be. The wife I will be. The life I am stepping into.
And in all of this, I was reminded—I am special. I am deserving. Everything I desire is within reach. Because it took a lot to get here. And I know—I’m not even at the destination yet.
But maybe this was God showing me where I’ve come from, before He takes me to where I’m meant to go.
Thank you, God.
This is beautiful.. wish I kept my old tumblr ðŸ˜