My parents raised me to be independent and resourceful. Any self-confidence I have was planted and nurtured by my mother and father, who believed so strongly in who I am, and in who I was meant to be.
The power of this gift wasn’t apparent to me until I encountered so many people along the way who never had this support, and suffered from their lack of self-assurance. How crippling that can be.
My church youth group and my high school environment reinforced in me the desire to move forward, convincing me to believe I could accomplish the things I dreamed of doing. So I pushed forward and carried on.
There have certainly been roadblocks and missed turns in my life, and stalls that came from lack of fuel and desire. But I remain thankful for the promises kept and the goods that have been delivered.
Yet now I see things from a different perspective. Life sharpens our vision and deepens our understandings (finally!) It really isn’t about my hopes, my abilities, or my accomplishments. I finally am learning where the true joy abides.
Because You are my help,
I sing in the shadow of Your wings. Psalm 63:7
Thank You, Lord, for Your wings of protection.
And for allowing me to sing.