Today, I felt a heavy wave of emotions. The news, the uncertainty—it all settled into my spirit, stirring up feelings I didn’t expect. I could feel that familiar pull to let frustration or even defeat take hold, to sit in those feelings for a bit too long. But I know I can’t stay there, not for myself and not for the people I’m here to serve.
In moments like these, I remind myself of my strength, my resilience, and my purpose. My ancestors paved this path for me, enduring so much to give me this moment, this opportunity. To let fear or frustration pull me away from my purpose would discredit all their sacrifices. My existence is a blessing, a testament to their strength. So, I rise, steady and unshaken, because they have already done so much of the hard work for me to be here.
I ground myself in faith, remembering the wisdom of Matthew 18:20: “For where two or three are gathered in my name, there am I with them.” These words remind me that I am not alone. God is here with me, and my community is here with me. Together, we’re stronger. And no news or external circumstance can ever take away what’s meant for us.
I can’t change what’s happened, but I can focus my heart on God’s work, on
what I am here to do. And so, I keep my eyes forward, my heart open, and my spirit ready to continue this journey. I stand tall, shake off the weight, and rise, knowing that I’ve got work to do—and that work is a blessing in itself.
May I always carry this spirit forward, with grace and determination.
Candace
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