Does anyone expect me to represent God’s glory and strength at this time?

Why is this happening to me? Where has my feeling of contentment gone?

I knew very early in this quarantined time that I must be intentional and use my time wisely to take care of my physical and mental health.

No matter how much I plan and try to control my life and my future, I understand that it is all in God’s hands.

It’s easier to note my past detours, mistakes, losses, lessons, and victories than explain my purpose.

It’s not up to me to decide how I will be used by God.

Purpose doesn’t have to be fancy, y’all.

Do you have a sense of your purpose, but feel life is getting in the way of fulfilling it?

Sometimes we can get so busy trying to figure it all out that we miss what is right in front of us.

Have you ever felt you were in a position you were designated to be in, yet because of obstacles in your path, you wanted out?