Be inspired

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There's a calling over each of our lives, this I know for sure. 

It's without a doubt that I proclaim that you were born on purpose and with purpose. 

 

Those that know me, may know that I am adopted. So how is it that I can say I was born on purpose? Well let me give you the back story as I cover that answer.

 

There once was a beautiful Maori Maiden of 14 years, who fell pregnant to a young man of 19. At the age of 15 this girl gave birth to a healthy blue-eyed baby girl (those eyes changed to Hazel not long after). Although her family put pressure on her to give this beautiful baby to others in the family to raise, she refused their persisting and decided to give this little girl a life she believed her baby deserved, a life she knew in her heart she could not offer. 

 

So along came a beautiful couple; loving, kind, caring & with a prosperous future. The girl of 15 made the brave decision to hand over the little baby girl, not to give her up, but instead to stay in contact with her and the chosen family through open adoption. The beautiful Maori maidens little baby was raised to become the woman who stands before you today.

 

I have been brought up with a beautiful upbringing, one that was incredibly blessed, filled with love, unity and blessings. My story is not one of hardship, well not in my family life anyway. 

 

You see, I always felt that my life was made to have meaning; that I was born to do something extraordinary. But bullying can take its toll, and during the second high-school I went to I soon found myself in a very common position of being on the receiving end of bullying. As I continued to achieve in school and sports the bullying became worse and it even got so bad that I questioned my life's meaning... I lost hope in the future I once saw as bright and meaningful & fell into a dark spiral of low self-esteem, low confidence and was no longer able to see the beauty of my dreams or myself.

 

I was ridiculed for keeping fit, for getting good grades, for participating and excelling in all school sporting events, I even was told that I smiled too much. That smile was in fact a mask, one which hid the emotions of a girl who was barely holding it together.

 

The 2 years of my life at that High school have been the most damaging years of my life. Yet ironically, those years also became the most lifesaving. Every single day, I would walk up to the school steps, take a deep breath in, close my eyes and pray, "Lord, please... I need strength. Please Lord hear my prayers, get me through another day."

You see my prayers were heard, and just as surely they were answered, but not in the way I wanted - no. The good and gracious Lord Almighty provided the Strength I needed. Strength just enough to survive, but only enough that I would still have to draw near to him as I clung onto him for my life.

 

 

Every single day, I would walk up to the school steps,
take a deep breath in, close my eyes and pray,
"Lord, please... I need strength.
Please Lord hear my prayers, get me through another day."

 

 

During this time, my love for Jesus grew so much. His faithfulness and love was, is and will always be unfailing, unconditional and endures till the end of time. His mercies renewed every day and I found that although it felt as if I didn't matter to everyone else, the one whom created my being found the time to be there for me... not once did he step away, not once did He agree upon the words that other girls would say unto me and try to speak over me, not once did leave me or forsake me. Jesus came in and stayed in and saved me from all that the enemy meant for my destruction. For this I am so thankful. I am me, because he is He.

 

Although the Lord brought me through such iniquities, still today, I am left with battle wounds of emotional damage and insecurities that I still have to face when they rare their ugly heads. Lies of my self-worth or lies of who I must or mustn't be, the lies of the limits to which I am able to succeed, have kept me captive for so long... But through the grace of God, and a whole lot of daily action with personal development, I am breaking through these barriers and follow after my dreams. They may be too big for some, but for others they are the welcoming arms of acceptance for their rights to dream big too. 

 

It was this experience and this hardship that brought me to know my Jesus as the Saviour he is. It was this time in my life that has given me a heart to speak love, hope, inspiration and encouragement into the lives of other women and girls, young and old, all over the world. I have been blessed with a story of Triumph in the Lord, and His name deserves all the Glory.

 

So here I stand, a woman of God, an imperfect being, one with love and good intensions, trying to make a difference in the world.
I am still here and will continue on in my faith, for God has set before me a good works, one that will impact and see an expansion in His kingdom, and I am priviledged, honoured and so truly blessed to have been through all I have been through, so I may be able to help another in the name of Jesus.
 

So my purpose... my calling, is a calling to be a vessel for God to help you in your calling. Because sister let me tell you, there is a calling over your life, one that He planned out just for you, one with a great and mighty purpose and one that will change the world in the name of Jesus. I am here for you, I believe in you and I know God has an amazing journey for you.

 

All my love,

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