We spend too much time preparing to launch things and waiting until they are "perfect" to release that we rob people of the anointing that is always present and... ready. I refuse to do that any more.
Who am I?
There is something brewing on the horizon and I feel it in my bones: I can taste it, smell it and my spirit is salivating. This isn't just any kind of hope but a new dimensional blessing on the cusp of being released.
God has captured my attention for a time of reflection. There is no testimony without a test; no victory without a challenge and no battle won in the absence of a war. Many entered and exited my life; others I closed the door on. There is purpose behind every connection and not all connections should remain permanent.
When I think about the first 17 years of my life and all the ways the enemy tried to destroy me, exceeding joy is indeed my survival gift from God. I guard it, nurture it, cherish it and refuse to let anyone rob me of it. So who am I?
Who am I to not lead a movement to encourage and uplift hurting women? Who am I not to go as far as the end of the earth to share my story? Who am I to not conform to the ways of this world and know that I have a purpose, destiny and a mission that is unlimited? The naysayers don't have a voice unless you give them authority to speak into your life.
Who am I? I am a daughter of the Most High God; the apple of His eye: why should I not take my seat on the throne He has prepared? The real question is: who are you?