I see the pattern coming to life before me. Struggles that were often misunderstood or misinterpreted under a different lens. How others were in turn affected.

As I write, I’m still grappling with acceptance. Yet, one by one, lining up the defence against the feeling of different.

“Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.”
‭‭Ephesians‬ ‭6‬:‭13‬ ‭NIV‬‬

But God, you have made me.

“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭139‬:‭14‬ ‭NIV‬‬

In this way, you have gifted me creativity. 

You have given me opportunities to rely on You and seek You in the everyday, routine things. 

You have given me a different perspective on how to see those close to me. How the generational root of the struggle is similar but manifesting differently. To learn to love and understand myself, to want to do better, to not want different to control or suppress the next generation.

Those who have come before me (not just generationally) have found success in the acceptance and mastery. Why would I be any different? 

What matters is what I do with it. 

Divine creativity for divine positioning. 

In fact, the way He made me could be better aligning me for my calling. A road already travelled to impart blessings on those who traverse a similar trail. Delivered in a way that’s uniquely me.

Where God leads, I will follow. 

Grace and peace,

Jo