Just because i’m posting about God, doesn’t mean that im healed or better than you. I still struggle. I still sin. everyday his grace picks me back up.
Maturing is realizing when you wake up randomly at 3am or 4am you’re supposed to pray. Over your home, over your children. Then sit and listen to what God tells you to do next
You are God’s girl. Not the world’s leftover. Not his second choice. Not broken beyond repair. You carry oil. You carry fire. And Heaven backs you. So walk like you’re chosen. Talk like you’re loved. And never forget— you are God’s girl. 🙌❤️🥹
When I was going to church as a little girl , I didn’t understand why people used to cry during service. Now that I’m older, I get it. Life can beat you down so bad to the point where you know that God is the only reason you’re still standing. God is so good, I’m forever grateful.
Im so in love with my boyfriend. It like radiates out of me. Like I can feel it physiologically. He just makes me so happy. Im so happy to be his girlfriend