My Inspiration

My inspiration came from a leap of faith in early 2018. Sitting in a coffee shop, completely alone, completely silent, completely confused. I was at an end of the road moment between straight up defeat or absolute surrender. Nothing looked quite right, but not everything was wrong. I was in a completely new scene preparing to obediently leap along the path instructed by God. I was completely uncertain. And on a rollercoaster between not feeling like I was enough or sometimes just too much. Not great at friendship, forgiveness, financing, or always taking heed to God’s voice. A single mother trusting God to constantly renew my strength. A graduate student approaching graduation in just two of the longest shortest months of my life. An educator who was learning more about myself rather than any amount of knowledge I could impart on those around me, who quickly realized experience in and out of season was the greatest teacher. A recently single woman after a tough end to an engagement. A woman after God’s heart who would rather serve sweeping floors rather than seeking the spot light. A dancer who freely performed for an audience of one. A woman full of iniquity, over coming anxiety and depression, covered by grace, bowing to an incredible savior who took my place. And in the midst of allllll of this I still found myself utterly inspired to.... PrepareForgive Press GrowLive Love And extend my beautiful words through the lens of blogging... so put on your seatbelts. It may get cloudy, challenging, life changing, but it is my prayer that you too will find inspiration in this journey with me on the highest hills, lowest valleys, and arriving right where you are. Woman, Wife, Mother, Teacher, Master, Sister, and Friend. Shift your eyes through the lens of Lia.

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inspired by blossomed flowers from nurtured seeds

I remember the day I was notified that you, just a seed in my womb, were growing. My emotions ranged from disbelief, anger, frustration, and disappointment. I was well into my senior of college, with a life full of dreams awaiting my arrival. And now this...Some assured me my life was over. Others even offered to send me financial support to just abort.I began feeling a rush of inflicted internal pain, succumbing to the lies i was being fed. Even in your first years on this earth, I wasn't sure I was capable of raising you on my own. Or maybe I was just living in a generational curse that would never be broken. When I wrestled with flesh and blood and felt the weight of depression and anxiety upon me, I heard whispers in my ear saying "you're worthless, give up." If that was the end of our story, there would be no purpose dwelling in our destiny. You, Kennedy, inspire me!