Blessings in Disguise
If you're an avid reader of my blog, you're probably well aware that I am a perfectionist.
I like to know what I'm doing at all times... ahead of time. However, if there's one thing this summer has taught me, it's patience. I know that's a very cliche thing to say, but wow, has it changed me.
Not knowing what this future holds for me scares me. Not just scares me, but actually terrifies me in a way that I cannot comprehend. And knowing I cannot do anything in a situation but pray to God and have faith that He will send me where I need to be when the time is right, has given me the type of strength I never knew I had.
I've always known I was brave. Bold. Strong. Determined. Motivated at will.
But patience has always been something I've lacked. I'm stubborn that way. I know what I want. And sometimes it gets the best of me. But because I rely on myself too much, I feel as though God has taken that away from me. He's tested me, broken me, hurt me, and robbed me of my happiness.
But in the process, he has...
tested me to... stay humble.
broken me to... show me he has something better.
hurt me to... show me that without Him, I'm vulnerable.
and last but not least, robbed me of my happiness to... give me a reason to keep going and never give up on my dreams.
He's built me to be strong.
These little factors that you may not even think about daily, are actually blessings in disguise.
And for this, I am so grateful.
I hope you enjoyed reading today's post.
It's been something I've been wanting to share with you all.