Faith of a mustard seed
I nearly gave up on my dreams.
Nearly walked away from the vision I have for my life.
Too few make it in the industry. Why would I?
I don’t have what it takes. I don’t have much to offer that anyone would want.
Pity party, victim, blah, blah, blah. I just needed to wallow.
Feeling the overwhelm of it all, overeat and cry big, sloppy tears. It was ugly.
But then I’m reminded that I’m apparently supposed to be all “enlightened” (tongue in cheek) and stuff and I should probably rely on this Higher Power I’ve been spewing off about.
So, I decided to walk the talk and guess what? That stuff really works!
When I surrender and allow my Higher Power to take the wheel, the outcome is far greater than I could’ve ever imagined it to be.
He’s already brought me love beyond my wildest dreams, deep lasting friendships, brought me out of a fire, and I think he’s going to drop the ball now? Not likely.
My prayers may not be answered the way I expect but they will be, all in Divine timing.
I’m reminded that mustard seed-sized faith can move mountains.
Go and move mountains today.