Forever Overcomer
Honestly, sometimes I wonder why? Why did God really choose me? What has God put on the inside of me? I know we all ask God why sometimes, and this is not coming from a faithless place. I know we all want a explanation, so, let’s talk about it. When fear, doubt and insecurities creep in, I try to remember my “WHY” and that God has chosen me.
I’m an overcomer by purpose and not on accident.
So, really why? Why keep going? Because we have a word to hold onto, one of my favorites, “The race is not given to the swift or the strong.” This tells us all that we should seek God and what His word says about us before listening to the lies of the enemy. I know, from personal experience, that there are times where it definitely seems like giving up would be better than fighting.
Let me tell you, I started having pain in my body when I was 12 years old. A pain that we could not describe and couldn’t treat. In 2013 the pain grew so much, that I couldn’t walk on my own, I had a hard time talking and I even struggled eating and feeding myself. It was then, that I felt like my plans were no longer going to go the way I had planned. I was a varsity volleyball and track athlete, if someone would’ve told me my last time playing in sports would be my junior year I probably would’ve laughed.
Well, I ended up being misdiagnosed twice, only later to be claimed as a mystery case. Can you believe that, after all those doctors, hospital visits, IVs and we not even gonna talk about how they kept “trying” to find my toddler veins. A mystery case.
So at this point I’m pretty much over everything, including life. Might I add, I was in a relationship that wasn’t the most healthy situation, especially considering my physical condition, having an emotional health issue didn’t help. Nothing was going as I planned. Colleges were no longer looking my way and hospital visits were becoming more frequent. One day I told my mom “I’m having a heart attack.” I don’t know what a heart attack feels like, but on that day, I know what I was feeling had to be something close. That day was the day my life took a turn, this I had to overcome and there was nothing and no one that could help. So I missed about 2 months of school and ended up almost not graduating. I did classes online and passed by 2 points. God loves me! My dreams of college volleyball faded, but I went on to cosmetology school. I eventually got my first job, and life was moving for me.
I still had to deal with those flare ups here and there, but hey ya girl is an overcomer right? My parents took on the strength of being my personal nurses. How sweet, right? I on the other hand felt like a professional burden. God when are you going to work things out for my good? I was praying, and speaking life over my body but getting the same results. I was worn out physically, mentally and emotionally. My mom taught me about communion, not in the “every first Sunday” approach, but in an, “as often as I do it in remembrance of what God has already done.”
I started believing I was healed every time I took communion. I started attaching the word to my prayers. Faith without works is dead, so I went vegan, changed my eating habits and stayed away from sweets. I love sweets so much, especially those reeses peanut butter cups. Every move I made was life or death in those moments for me. But, I told you, that day my life took a turn was when I thought I was gonna die from so much pain and sadness, but I chose life! The enemy has no authority in what God has already declared a victory.
Keep fighting.
The race is not given to the swift nor the strong but he who endures until the end. Seek God and what His word says about you before listening to the lies of the enemy. At times when it definitely seems like giving up would be better than fighting, remember your “WHY” and if that seems far fetched to you, allow your faith to carry you and keep winning, keep overcoming! Don’t be moved by what you see only by what you believe.
“For we walk by faith and not by sight.”
II Corinthians 5:7
For God has not given you the spirit of fear. Your faith will defeat fear every time, you just have to believe it. When things feel like they are getting more challenging, just remember the enemy believes everything God has said about you, periodT!