I’m a woman of God.
Of course,my standards are biblical and high. 🙂↕️💯
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@mariah-chambers
I’m a woman of God.
Of course,my standards are biblical and high. 🙂↕️💯
I’ve come to realise that I have been spending so much of my time trying to create my own path for this thing called life. I have been trying to organise and plan it so much, that each time something small didn’t turn out the way I had anticipated it to, I’d slowly find myself believing that there was something wrong with me. (Generational curse)
I have been fighting for my education, to be able to go to a university and work towards getting my degree or even better, a masters, and all I’ve been getting, are either rejections, being placed on the waiting list, or getting accepted but not having the finances at that particular moment.
I have been fighting for my finances, applying left and right for jobs and getting no responses back.
I have been fighting for love, fighting for someone to be mine and only mine, and instead what I got was rejection from him.
I have been trying to control my life, who comes in and out, and at the end of the day, I’m all alone with no friends, and not close relationship with any of my family members.
Here’s the twist.
I’ve come to realise that what I’ve been doing wrong, all along, was to try to control my life, whereas all I needed was direction. All I needed was someone to guide me, to create the path for me , to lead me to where I am destined to be, to show me the door that’s waiting for me to open it. A door of abundance, a door of blessings, a door of joy and happiness, a door of financial breakthrough, a door of endless possibilities,
All I need, is for God to guide me, and I will walk in his path.
I am taking this time, to stay away from specific social media platforms because I want to block out the distraction and focus on my growth and my healing process. I’m dedicating this time to me and God.
I crave to be a soft and kind woman of God who inspires everyone in her path to develop a relationship with Christ
“I know I’m not easy to love. I’m a chronic over-thinker. I overreact more than I should…And every once in a while, I might be a little insecure. But if I am in love with you, I can promise you wholeheartedly that you will be loved with so much passion and intensity that you’ll forget what life felt like before I came along. You will always be cared for and you will always have someone in your corner. Maybe I’m not the best at being loved - But I like to think I’m pretty good at loving.”
— Chelsea Carroll
“Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.”
— Matthew 5:8 (KJV)
It’s not about him, I genuinely don’t even want him anymore. It’s about me- like why I wasn’t good enough and what I did wrong. Why is she worth showing off and posting pictures of and changing for but I wasn’t? Why was I hidden and why does she get to meet his mom? Why wouldn’t he do the things I begged him for but now he does them for her voluntarily?
I’ve thought about it for months and the best I can come up with besides the fact that I simply wasn’t worth it is that he knew he would be wasting his efforts on someone he couldn’t keep forever. Because we’re often better than the men who leave us, and maybe we don’t give them enough credit for being able to see that.
Hi everyone! I’ll try to reblog some more in-depth posts about this but in case you didn’t know: Today, September 30th, is Orange Shirt Day (also known as National Day for Truth and Reconciliation), a day that commemorates survivors of residential schools (in Canada)/Indian boarding schools (in the US) as well as acknowledge those who did not survive. And in general acknowledge the horrific atrocities that happened at residential schools (in Canada)/Indian boarding schools (in the US).
Make no mistake, this was a genocide. They have found, so far, over 6,000 bodies of children in unmarked graves across 20 residential schools in Canada (and they are still looking, there were over 139 schools, so they still have 119 schools to search) and over 500 in the US (I cannot find how many schools they’ve searched but they are still searching, there were over 350 schools).
I would really love to see some of my followers donate to one of the following organizations today (I cannot hyperlink them as it would not show up in the tags if I did, but all are easily google-able) and/or spread the word about this and reblog this post:
Orange Shirt Day (if you do not feel like donating directly, you can also buy a shirt instead!)
Indian Residential School Survivors Society
National Native American Boarding School Healing Coalition
My grandmother, who died in February, was a survivor of one of these schools and I personally will be donating on her behalf to all three today. 🧡
tragic books that rip my heart out of my chest>>>>> anything else
“I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation for the little things, my vivid inner life, my deep awareness of others’ pain, and my passion for it all.”
— Unknown