Bible Verse of the Day
Isa 40:31: “But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”
Excerpt:
When I was 7 years old I had my first full-blown panic attack. It felt like my heart was literally compressing in my chest. Like there was no way I could take a full breath even if my life depended on it.
It happened again when I was 24 years old, the moment I found out that the business venture I’d sunk my entire savings into, the product I’d maxed out all my credit cards and used up all my savings on –
Had failed.
Didn’t work.
Had taken me in and spit me out with a vengeance so strong I didn’t understand it.
As I stared at my bank account while the bill collector calmly asked for payment over the phone, I couldn’t take a breath. Once again my heart felt like it was swelling in my chest, overwhelming me to the point that my breath came out in short little pants that wouldn’t reach maternity.
I curled into a ball and willed everything to go away. I blocked out my passion for my work, my reason and my purpose, and replaced it with a hopeless anxiety that would never let anything be okay.
In that moment I decided to quit.
I’d known what God had told me. That He’d called me at 14 years old, told me to make Christian products for His children, promised me I’d find success beyond anything I had ever imagined. But in that moment I didn’t care about that promise. Instead I let the despair of the moment overwhelm me to the point I decided to quit.
And thank the Lord almighty –
The moment passed.
I got my breath back.
Literally 10 minutes later, I laughed at my disbelief and decided to replace it with faith. There was a reason this had happened. There was a reason failure had come. But here’s the secret about living with purpose.
Failure isn’t about falling. Failure is about not getting up again. And I decided to continue living in my purpose and get up again.
Just a few short months later I went to another tradeshow and sold out of my products the first few hours of the show. My debt was paid off, my purpose was confirmed, and I learned that it didn’t matter that I decided to quit for 10 minutes. What matters is that I changed my mind and picked my purpose up again.
It takes a strong spirit to keep flying when your wings are hurting. It takes a strong spirit to keep running even when exhaustion runs deep through your bones. It takes a strong spirit to keep pressing forward, moving onward, and never giving up no matter how impossible the fight seems.
But when you have hope in the Lord, that’s exactly what your spirit does. It continues to press onward because your strength is miraculously renewed through the power of the Holy Spirit. You will succeed.
Prayer:
Dear Jesus,
Thank You for the strength to believe. Thank You for the strength to succeed. And even if I’ve quit in the past, I change my mind now. I WILL live Your purpose for my life. I pray that today You grant me the wisdom to take the first step.
In Jesus’ Name I pray,
A-men.
Isa 40:31: “But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”
Excerpt:
When I was 7 years old I had my first full-blown panic attack. It felt like my heart was literally compressing in my chest. Like there was no way I could take a full breath even if my life depended on it.
It happened again when I was 24 years old, the moment I found out that the business venture I’d sunk my entire savings into, the product I’d maxed out all my credit cards and used up all my savings on –
Had failed.
Didn’t work.
Had taken me in and spit me out with a vengeance so strong I didn’t understand it.
As I stared at my bank account while the bill collector calmly asked for payment over the phone, I couldn’t take a breath. Once again my heart felt like it was swelling in my chest, overwhelming me to the point that my breath came out in short little pants that wouldn’t reach maternity.
I curled into a ball and willed everything to go away. I blocked out my passion for my work, my reason and my purpose, and replaced it with a hopeless anxiety that would never let anything be okay.
In that moment I decided to quit.
I’d known what God had told me. That He’d called me at 14 years old, told me to make Christian products for His children, promised me I’d find success beyond anything I had ever imagined. But in that moment I didn’t care about that promise. Instead I let the despair of the moment overwhelm me to the point I decided to quit.
And thank the Lord almighty –
The moment passed.
I got my breath back.
Literally 10 minutes later, I laughed at my disbelief and decided to replace it with faith. There was a reason this had happened. There was a reason failure had come. But here’s the secret about living with purpose.
Failure isn’t about falling. Failure is about not getting up again. And I decided to continue living in my purpose and get up again.
Just a few short months later I went to another tradeshow and sold out of my products the first few hours of the show. My debt was paid off, my purpose was confirmed, and I learned that it didn’t matter that I decided to quit for 10 minutes. What matters is that I changed my mind and picked my purpose up again.
It takes a strong spirit to keep flying when your wings are hurting. It takes a strong spirit to keep running even when exhaustion runs deep through your bones. It takes a strong spirit to keep pressing forward, moving onward, and never giving up no matter how impossible the fight seems.
But when you have hope in the Lord, that’s exactly what your spirit does. It continues to press onward because your strength is miraculously renewed through the power of the Holy Spirit. You will succeed.
Prayer:
Dear Jesus,
Thank You for the strength to believe. Thank You for the strength to succeed. And even if I’ve quit in the past, I change my mind now. I WILL live Your purpose for my life. I pray that today You grant me the wisdom to take the first step.
In Jesus’ Name I pray,
A-men.