- I struggle with thinking I'm not good or smart enough. As a result, I often times remain silent, not giving an opinion. (I am also normally quiet, so sometimes I'm simply just thinking or absorbing. It can be hard to tell :D ).
- I struggle with rejection from men.I grew up in a world where all the influential male figures in my life left me.
- As a result, I struggle with the fear that (once married), my husband will leave me because I'm not enough for him, just like I thought I was not enough when I was younger (hence why the male figures in my life left).
- Sometimes I think I'm not spiritual enough. I get overwhelmed with grief and try harder as a result. It's a struggle
- I struggle with loneliness. I have a huge family on both sides neither of which are close. I often feel isolated and sad about it as a result.
- People think that because I am celibate that I don't struggle with sexual thoughts or urges. Ummm HELLO...I'M HUMAN and it's the ultimate struggle
- I struggle with giving my all to God. I grew up to be very independent and doing everything on my own. Sometimes I leave my all at the "altar" then go back and pick up one thing that I'll just "help God with" (as if He needs my help). It's a continuous learning process to give it all to Him and just "chill"
- I struggle with thoughts of doubt in regards to me getting married. I don't SEE a lot of single men seriously intentional about their walk with Christ. It's a battle of the mind that a fight daily.
- I struggled with the fact that I was sexually abused as a child. The -ed is there in bold and different colors because I gave it to God at the conference (hence the ridiculous non attractive tears). I'm leaving it there and will not go back to "pick" it up. #bye
Honestly, I can go days going into details about my insecuities but I'll spare you the time (and I think my last confessed struggle might have made yall [who know me] uncomfortable). My point is, when I first came to Christ I was a hot mess. He fixed me, and continues to fix me as I let Him. Now I'm a warm mess, LOL, and evetually I will be a lukewarm mess. I imagine that's as far as I would ever get because to be completely mess free would mean that I am perfect...and Jesus was the only perfect human.
Won't you completely surrender yourself to him now?
xo
Tasha
After church last summer



