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We love to complain about the small things in life. It’s something about someone not shutting the door right to your car that can instantly tick you off. Your coworker is too chatty at 7 am, and you’re bothered by that because you’re not a morning person. Complaining is another disguise of venting. Don’t you
I remember when I was rushing to get an assignment done for class. I just continued to think to myself “I just want to get this over with." I suddenly heard the Lord say “Don’t rush." I took a deep breath and begin to patiently work on my assignment. I started to think about how
When I was in high school, I hated talking in front of people. Every time a teacher said “you have to present your project in front of the class”, I would cringe and panic. Want to know why I did not like presenting in front of people? I was always the one that was teased
It’s so easy to go on our social media platforms and pay attention to influencers with 800k+ followers and having a desire to be like them. You see people going on exotic trips, 2k+ comments of heart eye emojis or “I love you so much!” Oh, we can’t forget about the thousands or millions of
If anybody can talk about singleness, I am one of them. I am twenty - one and I have never dated. Sure I’ve had crushes, but I have never been in a relationship. Every time I tell someone this, people look at me like something’s wrong. I don’t put my business out there in the
I remember when I was in middle and high school, I wanted a boyfriend and I was willing to find him myself. If I liked him, I was ready to do whatever I could to label this guy as my boyfriend. Every time I saw myself chasing after a boy, they were either taken, or
In a world full of pressure to do wrong, how can you have your mind set on doing right? Well, I believe without Jesus, we can’t focus on doing the right thing. I remember when I started my freshmen year in college wondering what my experience was going to be like since I knew for
The first time I lost confidence in myself was when I was in the sixth grade. It took a boy one time to call me ‘ugly' and my confidence shattered into pieces. I will never forget bawling my eyes out when I got home that day. I could not wrap my head around why I