Saturday, July 12, 2014

Letter to Myself When The World Tries . . . .

Hey You,

Yeah, you. The one who claims to love Jesus so much. The one who is "on fire" and "Spirit led", what is this? How are you allowing human beings who can't even pinpoint the origin of any species or universe tell you who you are? Don't you get it? That person wants some control over who you are. And they don't deserve it because they didn't create you. Every nasty comment, every side eye, every off handed remark is a way of bringing you down so they can control how you act, what you do, and where you spend your emotional energy.  It's not to your benefit to listen to the negative voices in the world. Because none of them have the final say of where you're going.

Remember that your Father is King of Heaven, that's right He's King of Heaven and that makes you a Princess, which means you are royalty. You may not feel it, it may feel bleak some days but don't look down, that crown will fall off. Jesus didn't die on a cross for you to listen to the negativity of the world. He died so that when you write, you reach into the souls of men and let them know that your talent was not an accident. That when you sit in front of a person and listen to his or her struggle, that you are the extension of God who loves them enough to provide counselors in flesh to guide them out of darkness. You are created to be awesome, to walk with the assurance that you are in fact part of a royal family. There's no paupers.

And so what if that guy "doesn't date bigger girls" who is he? Just another human being who is trying to live. You should tell them what you don't want. You aren't trying to get his attention, he should be wondering if he's worthy of yours. No man is worth your pride or dignity. God knows what you need and he will provide a prince. And until then, your majesty, you go on your journey and let these haters be your motivators.

Sincerely, with Love

Princess Brooklynista

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