This is Me: Finding My Voice

Hi God,

We made it! Last day of the fast. And I blogged for everyday (clap for me…clap clap).

It has been a rollercoaster ride of emotions. I have felt the highest of highs, the lowest of lows, and the in between. But through it all, I talked to you, and we got more intimate. And I’m grateful.

When I look back and read/reflect on these posts in the future, I feel as if I’d be amazed at how much was accomplished in these 21 days. And even though I didn’t get a job offer, I still have you.

Today was good. I read Psalm 29. And I went into it and read and meditated. I didn’t know it was called the Psalm of the storms. Apparently, parents would read it to their children when there were thunderstorms.

Me, being in this symbolic storm, it was nice to remember that God is still God of the storms. Something that the pastor said was if my worst fears came through, would it matter as much? Because God allowed it and God is still with you. I don’t think I’m explaining it well, but basically the worst thing that can happen is you not being with me. And if bad things happen, then I’ll be ok because you are with me. Your rod and staff comfort me.

Not going to lie, I don’t know how consistent I’ll be after today. But I’m grateful for the discipline. For knowing I c an say no. For really valuing and treating my body like a temple. I had popeyes and Chinese this week (don’t judge) and my stomach was in pain. I need to be more mindful.

Until next time!

Tisa Ibori