When I sat down to write my book a few months ago, I really didn’t know what it would become. I first pulled out a notebook and wrote and then I started to transfer the words onto the desktop computer in our living room. I would listen to inspiring music with a pair of big black headphones on my ears and just type away.
When I started getting to places that I couldn’t quite remember, it was then that I went and found old journals. I started journaling when I was 10. I was inspired to do so by my father, after I stumbled on some of his. I loved reading about his day from when he was a young boy.
Sadly, the journals didn’t only write surface things, it wrote from places of pain as well.
As the months have passed on, I continue to look back to who I was during different seasons and wish somehow magically that I could run back to tell that girl who she really was (in Christ).
I know she kind of knew, but if she really KNEW, would her words journaled have been different.
This picture was taken when I was 22, I was pregnant for not only my second, but my second and third children. Twins… This was also right around the time that I began struggling with an eating disorder. It conquered me for years to come. I didn’t want to “get fat”.
Telling women who they are in Christ is POWERFUL! You ARE beautiful just the way you are. You were created that way by your CREATOR.