7 Years Ago



God used this test to change the trajectory my life! The results were not a failure (since you can't fail a personality test). However, the test showed an extreme imbalance, indicating a problem. I reluctantly started professional Christian counseling. The journey of healing was long and extremely painful.

Now seven years later, I can tell you I do not regret any of my choices.

I could have ignored my problems, shifted blame, or continued to live as someone defeated by life's terrible circumstances. I could have easily given up. I could have remained a victim.

BUT God had other plans for me. He gave me the strength to stop running from the pain of my past, the courage to face the problems in my own heart and mind, and the grace to bring every circumstance and thought under His sovereignty in the light of His love.

God gave me a new way of defining who I am deep in my heart: I am His child.

Not one aspect of this journey was (or is) easy, but all of the wholeness that exists in my heart and mind was made possible by God. I am so thankful that in my darkest times, my God was with me. I am living proof of a promise, "Blessed are you who weep now, for you will laugh". (Luke 6:21) I am known for my laughter. 😂 Something only God can do!

Choose this day to walk through the valley of the shadow of death, for He is with you and He will lead you on the paths of righteousness for HIS namesake. He will deliver you from evil and make your paths straight. He is always with you and He will help you overcome. For you are His child and He is your God.

Psalm 23, 2 Timothy 4:18, Isaiah 41:8–13

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