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Can we control but one thing in this life? Life is filled with joy, heartache, decisions, bullying, and injustice, but what do we do with that? I believe that I have begun a new season and a new chapter in my life, and that is exciting and extremely scary at the same time.

I have realized the closer my walk becomes with God, the more I am attacked by the enemy through people and situations. It is so easy to just give in to the unfairness of this world, and find ourselves in a pity me situation, in which the enemy has won. I don’t want that to happen to me this time. It has happened so frequently in the past when I think I am going the direction I am called to, satan whispers in my ear that I am not good enough, and reminds me of all my failures and shame.

I don’t know what tomorrow may bring, but for today, I worship my one God and King, and know He has plans for my life that I may not understand today or ever, but they will be for His glory.

Deuteronomy 31:6
Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you.”

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