The Mighty God and The Taunting Giant: Overcoming The Giant of Rejection

Monday, July 8, 2019

I was found
Before I was lost
I was Yours
Before I was not
Grace to spare
For all my mistakes
And that part just wrecks me
And I know I don't deserve this kind of love
Somehow this kind of love is who You are
It's a grace I could never add up
To be somebody You still want
But somehow
You love me as You find me

~ Hillsong United



Back at it again and picking up from where we left at in our series. And today we are going to talk about the giant of rejection. I tried to write that piece so many times and it just didn’t feel right. Until today. I have always been real and have been very open about using my own experience as a platform to encourage, educate and/or share a good laugh and this piece about rejection is no exception.

A while ago, I met a guy (there is always a guy *le sigh*) and from my side of things things were good. Although I had been honest about not being in the right place to date ANYBODY, I still relent to go out with him a few times. And then, at some point (on a day we were actually supposed to go out) he hit me with the infamous, unofficial break up text: "I don’t see this going anywhere and I don’t want to waste your time. I still hope we can be friends." Despite the fact that I truly and honestly wasn’t in any kind of way available to date, I still liked him and was interested in getting to know him. And the sting of rejection felt like salt added to a fresh wound. And the fact that he didn’t give any reason probably made it worse. Although I rationalized being okay with this, I did dwell on it for a while because I couldn’t rationalize that he didn’t want me (I know right?! Tragic!)

I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that, whatever this was, he didn’t want to be a part of it. And this is the thing with rejection: whether there is a reason or not, it never makes sense. It’s one of those things that you can never rationalize and when we can’t, we start making up stories about it that feeds into the beliefs, thoughts and behaviors we developed from past experiences. And I did. I remember distinctly thinking at some point “maybe there is really something wrong with me” but then I realized that it was a lie of the devil. So I had to send it back to hell where it came from. I had to change the story and introduce new data. I had to get it in my head that perhaps he just wasn’t that interested or he changed his mind along the way or perhaps the fact he was being realistic about the fact that I would not change my mind about dating and the sting of rejection was equally real for him so he cut his losses. But I had to stop thinking that I did something wrong or that there was something wrong with me. 

Rejection is a thing and it is a giant that can be taunting and that can forever stunt our ability to grow into who God has called us to be, exceeding the expectations the world has of us and breaking the boundaries [fairly or unfairly] imposed on us. Although we all have different backgrounds and life stories, our encounter with rejection at some point in life is what connects us all and portrays the universality of life. Rejection is never about the why; it is about the "why not me". And even though some people are pretty good at moving on from it, for some of us, rejection is a deeply rooted issue that screams loudly about the silent battle that we fight everyday: the one about us "not being enough". Rejection can get us into a weird place and make us act out of character. Rejection can be loud or very subtle; especially when it plays tag with its extended family. The extended family of rejection is made of two sides, just like IRL with our real families. There is the ratchet side that makes you act crazy: insecurity, low self esteem and self hate; and there is the neat and composed side that silently drives you crazy and everybody else around you: success driven (very competitive), perfectionism, obsession with winning at all costs and over achievement. Louie Giglio in his book Goliath Must Fall brings these two sides under the umbrella of a same dysfunctional family although one side appears to have it together and the other doesn't. The battle against the giant of rejection is an ever present one and on-going one that, for some of us, has been a family cycle that is passed on from generation to generation or for others, something that was born from a brokenness that we experienced later in life. Rejection has a sting that poisons everything good in us and infects us, a magnifying glass that blows our perceived failures out of proportions, pushing us into an everlasting chase for something better, bigger, higher out there, believing that it will fill the void that the giant of rejection is widening everyday. 

And as bad and hopeless as this fight seems to be, Louie Giglio is inviting us to "cloak ourselves in the true acceptance that Christ offers" in order to win it and this confidence in this divine acceptance is built on the following:



1- The understanding of the miracle of our creation

We are the work of God, fearfully and wonderfully made (Ps 139). When the lies of the devil surge to drown us into the sea of comparison, we ought the remember the truth that is the foundation of our creation and which according to Louie is that God made you:

Uniquely
⋆
Beautifully
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Intentionally
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Purposefully
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Wonderfully



2-The remembrance that God chose us before the world and everything in it came to be; before we first experienced rejection, He chose us and loved us

We might not make it to people's choice but we are God's first choice, always have and always will be. And if this is not enough to uplift us and carry us through our battles against the giant of rejection, then we are to remember this...



3- The price God was willing to pay to save us

John 3:16. God gave his only son because He loved us and our worth is not measured by what we have or have don't have, can or cannot do: "our net worth is in Jesus-Christ. Our net worth is in whose life was given for us". we might not be worth a loaf of bread to this world, but to God, we are worth Jesus and "our net worth is forever anchored in the fact that Jesus was given for us"



4- We have to live life from Christ's acceptance, not for it

Jesus got God's acceptance before He even did a thing and so did we through Christ. Winning big in life doesn't equal victory over the giant of rejection. Acknowledging our need for acceptance and realizing that we have God's will set us free from the bondage of rejection. Understanding that we are not working towards earning that acceptance but rather that is was already given to us is what will allow us to uproot rejection and find our worth in Christ. Social media likes are great, being seen, validated and accepted by people is wonderful but living off it is setting ourselves up for a dependency on it to define us and setting ourselves up for failure; it also doesn't compare or come close to knowing that we are seen, heard, accepted and found worthy of being loved by the God who created the universe. 


Overcoming the giant of rejection boils down to being mindful of how much we're worth to and loved by God and "turning our hearts towards the one who's already pursuing us". No rejections, flaws or imperfections can trump God's choice to bring you on this earth. He loves you with an everlasting love. Always has and always will.


Until next time,

A purposeful wanderer ❤

On My Own Terms

Monday, April 29, 2019


"Going at your own pace means you are living in your timeline, in your own very special way" 
 ~Unknown

I wasn’t really planning on writing  or posting this but here I am. It is a fruit of a spur in inspiration; a string of words inspired by a picture and yet something that has been weighing on my spirit and my chest for a while. For those who don’t know I have a background in martial art. As a taekwondo athlete, I participated in tournaments and national junior championships (and actually won the nationals for my division) and dabbled for a while in jiu-jitsu. And then my health went to shreds and so did my life so I had to step off the mat to take care of myself. To care for that body that had carried me through so many great and not so great things in my life, to carry for that body that I had pushed to the limit so many time, to which I had constantly asked from and not really given to the proper way. I wouldn’t say that I am 100 percent back to where I was before everything went haywire but I am making my way there. I had been planning my comeback to the mat for years. I did come back actually. I few times and hoped it was it, but it wasn’t. I wanted to be ready. I wanted to be it, but it wasn’t. So then I knew I wasn’t ready. So when I finally accepted that, I just let the idea run its course and I gave my body and my mind the time to recover. I gave myself permission to stop running and to take a break. 

And I know my people miss me and they mean well when they say : “when are you coming back? Are you coming back soon? You need to come back! We miss you” but there is that part of me that feels pressured and sometimes trapped. It is the part of me that always wants to please. The part of me that would break to pieces to make people whole, the part of me that will cry in private if it meant the people I love and care for (and who obviously love me and care for me) would be beaming of joy in public. There was a time where I would have pushed beyond reason to make a comeback but my failed attempts at coming back have proven me that I cannot make something happen when it’s not time for it yet. And it’s not just the fear of failing again; it is not just that the timing is not there for me to make it happen: it is just knowing in my heart of heart that I am not ready yet. When I saw that picture of my people online, having so much fun on the mat I thought to myself : “gosh I miss that! I miss those crazy choking times and training like mad men. I miss being around my people and I miss that mat” but then I told myself : “I will go back… But when I do, I want it to be on my own terms”

And the same goes for dating and being in a relationship: people always ask and inquire. They frown and get borderline offended when my answer to them is : I am not dating now and I am not intending to do so for a while. I find it offensive and rude when people expect me to run with their timeline when I have one of my own that is unfolding and that I am desperately trying to understand without constantly having to ask myself: “what in the black Jesus is going on now?”
Just because you are ready for it to happen -whatever it is- doesn’t mean that I am. Just because you or I want a comeback so bad, doesn’t mean it will happen on your time clock or mine. And please, for the love of everything that is sacred on this precious earth, know that just because you apologized for the hurt that you caused doesn’t mean that I am ready just yet to drop the offense and meet you on the other side of the emotional fence. Life doesn’t work that way. Neither does the heart. It is all a process and it won't just happen overnight.

So when I say I will do it; when I say it will happen; when I say I am working on it; when I say that I am rooting and preparing for that comeback, just know that it will be on my own terms. And if you can’t get over it, then I have nothing more to offer you beside these words put together with nothing but good intentions and the hope that eventually you will get it. And if you don’t, well, at least I would have tried.

Until then,
The Happiness Fairy 👸

Breaking The Silence

Monday, April 1, 2019
"To live in your purpose, to walk in it, to go back to it time after time when all you want to do is give up, comes from the understanding that there is something about it that is bigger than you. And that something will keep nudging you until you finally do what you have been called to do. It doesn't matter how hard it is or how many time you give up. What matters is that after you're done kicking, scream and crying, you pick yourself up, dust yourself off and keep going"


It has been months and I haven’t been here as much as I thought I should have been. And there have been moments where I was caught up in the guilt: the guilt of not doing enough. Of not being enough. Of not working on my relationship with writing as much as I should have. But then I remembered: I remembered the mantras and the mental notes that I wanted to carry with me through 27 and I found grace in the midst of the guilt and the sorrows that were trying to drown me. I found grace because I had finally come to term with the fact that life came with a lot of things and sometimes no matter how much you want things to turn out a certain way they just don't. I struggled and grappled with my emotions, wanting to write. But I just couldn’t. I just couldn’t find the words some days. And other days, I just couldn’t find the strength and the inspiration to write them. And when I did find the words and I when I finally did get in the motion, there was just that crippling fear that it wouldn't be good enough. That my words wouldn't resonate as much as they did before. In those moments, what Adele meant when she was standing on the stage at the Royal Albert Hall made sense. In those moments I felt with every single fiber of my being what she meant when she said : "I was afraid I would have that song on this new album that would go and do what Hometown glory did". Being away for so long and deciding to come back, I didn't know if I still had it in me, if my words still had the power to go ahead and do what they had done before: to encourage, to move people the way they moved me as I was writing them; to bring healing and hope as I opened my world and invited strangers to step in it in a so brutally honest way that I was not always comfortable displaying with people I had known for years.

And the truth is as I write those words I still don't know: I still wrestle with it everyday. And honestly, yes: some of the things I write might suck. They might suck BIG TIME. But there might be that one bit in it that will get caught on a corner of your heart and go ahead to do something magic, a little bit like a warm hug that you long for at the end of those hard days where the only hard -and yet brave- thing that you did was hold yourself together and not fall apart. Writing is always a difficult process. Finding the right word, breaking your heart open and baring your soul to the rest of the world is the hardest and yet the bravest thing I have ever found the courage to do in a world, era and society where the culture preaches that to wear your heart on your sleeve will get you hurt and to be vulnerable will get you burnt. Maybe I will get hurt... And maybe I will get burnt... But maybe... Just maybe... Being vulnerable and keeping on sharing my story will reach people and hearts and go ahead to do something that would otherwise not happen.  Maybe... Just maybe... Some people will find a way to heal, to be hopeful, to be joyful... to smile again... to try again... to love again... To finally find the courage to type again on this keyboard is a little awkward and yet comforting. It is like being reacquainted with an old lover: the love is still here but things are just different; different than they were the first time around and yet there is that sense of familiarity, of words and emotions flowing so gracefully that hadn't happen in a while. There is a shift in the way the words are being put together,  a shift in the intentions, a shift in purpose, a shift in season. I have been through the ebbs and flow of life and through processes that have allowed me to shed some layers and in more than one way grow.  I have been on the highest mountains where I could feel the breeze and watch a few sunsets and sunrises and I have also been down to the lowest valleys and walked through them. I am just growing and  adjusting, wrestling with my craft, my art, as I learn to master it and allow my purpose to be manifested through it.

It is perhaps three months a little too late, but I’m hoping that with this new year will come new words and a renewed sense of why I started that journey in the first place. I hope, if anything, that clicking on the link leading here and reading these words, they will still ring true. They will still be relatable and that the stories and posts will still feel like home. Like you never left. Like I was never gone. If anything, I hope me finding my way back here will also help you find your way back to wherever you are trying to go but can’t see to find the way to.

Cheers to a new year and to being back to the things that matter.

Until next time,
The Happiness Fairy 👸

The Mighty God & The Taunting Giant: Overcoming The Giant Of Fear

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

"The antidote to fear is faith" 
Louis Giglio, Goliath Must Fall


Hello and welcome back to another article. If you are new: Welcome! We are back on track with our new series The Mighty God & the Taunting giant after one segue from the first article led to another segue (don't judge me).

Today we are talking about another giant that is somewhat difficult and embarrassing to name to the face of the world. We refuse to name it and even say it out loud because we are apprehensive of people's opinion and the way the world will look at us. The taunting giant we are talking about today is fear. It is everywhere, visible and yet so subtle, sometimes crawling under our skin, making our heart pound for no apparent reason or even keeping us up at night. Fear wears many faces and has a lot of names but the two that stuck with me were anxiety and PTSD because we spent quite some time together. I've had a tumultuous relationship with those two for about a decade, with a few (and brief) moments of finally being able to catch my breath (and sanity) only to be sucked back into the insanity again. 

Fear robs us from moments, from peace and from opportunities. Fear blinds us to the possibilities by binding our minds to the worst possible outcomes. Fear kills us by withering any hope we might still have to see and experience things getting better. 

As a christian fighting anxiety, PTSD and depression all together at some point in life, I have heard countless times that the answer was simply to pray because in itself, prayer is supposed to be a panache that cures everything, no matter what it is. In theory (which seems to be a rather amazing place where everything works or is better) it works. But in real life, it is an other story especially when those three can play tag and mess with your sanity at any random time of the day. 
Fear runs deeper than prayer and unless there is an awareness of where it comes from, praying will most likely look like taking an Advil to treat a recurrent headache which could be a symptom of something potentially serious or perhaps deadly. Uprooting fear from our core being requires a process just like explaining why those violent headaches mentioned above are reoccurring. It is a process of looking at the frequency of the headaches, what triggers them, are they always at the same intensity, how long you have had them and then once those questions have been answered, we design a treatment to be followed to possibly cure or lessen the intensity/frequency/duration/impact of the headaches. 

Where is fear coming from? Did you grow up around people that were all-time champions in the worrying category and so you were conditioned to constantly be worried? Did you grow up in an environment where fear was a constant thing? Was there a constant threat such as an abusive parent? War? Or was it an unstable environment that constantly left you on your toes wondering when things were good when they would get worse again?

Is it fear of your imperfections, mistakes or even sins coming out and all of the sudden you are afraid of people's stare, opinion or judgement?

Is it just the fear of not being in control of the way things are happening in your life and around you? 

I'm sure some of you will read this and will pinpoint one thing that you can identify with. My personal experience of fear made me check a box near all of the items listed above that Louie Giglio had organized in three categories: the conditioning, the concealing and the controlling. 
And just as some people believe that praying is the answer, it so happen that some of us believe that this taunting giant of fear - that shows up in the most unexpected way, at the most unexpected time, playing tricks with our mind and gripping us by the collar, leaving us grasping for air - cannot be defeated. And so we negotiate, we compromise, we accommodate the giant with liquid courage, we flirt drugs or sign up for a lifetime supply of Xanax. We try everything and anything that can silence the loud voice of the taunting giant of fear for a little while in order for us to catch a break and breathe a little. 


But what if we didn't have to live up to the expectations of this giant? What if we didn't have to accommodate it anymore? What if uncovering the root of our fears at the light of the Gospel and then bringing it to Jesus through prayer was the cure not to be fearless but to fear less? What if Faith was the answer all along? Not the one that Louie Giglio refers to as the "schizophrenic faith" where we believe in a mighty God capable of turning things around and yet, we accommodate the giant but rather true faith which foundations rest on the Word of God and His immutable promises.
Fear comes from what our giant tells us: You will never make it, you can't do it, it is happening all over again, things will always be like this, what makes you believe you are any different than your mother... father... sister...brother? you'll end just like them. Faith comes from what God tells us and says about us. 

So how exactly do you trade the words of the taunting giants with those of God? Louie Giglio gave us four powerful ingredients that when combined build a solid faith, which is the "antidote to fear." Here are the four things that we need to know and remember:



1- God is able

To save. To heal. To restore. To deliver. You name it. There is nothing too big for God to do. He is the same one who brought Lazarus back to life. He fed five thousand people and there was still food left. He is the one who delivered Israel from the hands of Pharaoh. The same one who fed the widow of Zarephath while his servant Elijah was dwelling with her. He gave Hannah a son and resurrected Jesus. His faithfulness and power are still at work and He is bigger than anything that might come our way during our walk on this earth. When faced with fear, these are the truths we need to lean on to build a faith strong enough to resist the assaults of fear and overcome it. Saturating ourselves with the Word of God is a powerful way to drown the voice of our taunting giant until he can no longer speak because his lies have been uncovered through of the truth of God that is His word.



2- Keep your eyes on the Lord

If you have read some of my past articles then you know two things: a) I am very found of the story about Peter walking on water and b) Hebrew 12:2 is one of my favorite Bible verse. Why those two together particularly? Well because I do believe that keeping our gaze on Jesus (and having faith) is what can allow us to do things similar (not quite literally) to what Peter has done. Nobody ever walked on water: the people before him failed but he did! When we set our eyes on the Lord, what seemed to be impossible before becomes possible. Setting our eyes on the Lord allows us to walk through the storm, to break through the ceiling of low expectations set up by the giant of fear and live a purposeful, fulfilling and abundant life, confidently knowing that God is with us even in the middle of the storm as He was with Peter when He commanded him to walk on the waters. 



3- Put a name on it

Name what it is that is keeping you up at night, making you feel anxious and restless. Bring it to God in prayer and for whatever it is that your anxiety, restlessness and fear is tied to, trust and believe that there is a truth in the Word of God, a promise that testifies of how big your God is next to that mountain. By bringing it to God and replacing fear with faith we are essentially telling God : "This look big and impossible to manage to me, but I bring this to you because I know you are a mighty God that can handle this". We give it to God and we go to bed, trusting that the God who came to the rescue of Daniel in the burning furnace and the den of lions will rescue us too and make a way where there seems to be no way. He is that kind of faithful and mighty God.



4- Praise and worship Him

Praising is not ignoring what is going on but rather acknowledging that God is with us in the midst of what we are going through. Worshiping and praising is standing tall, eye to eye, toe to toe, face to face with the very situation that the enemy is using to try to bring us down and tell that situation about your mighty God. Worshiping and praising is in the words of Louie Giglio :" [to] sing into the face of the uncertainty about a sure and unchanging God."


Faith built through these four ingredients essentially boils down to one thing: being aware of God's presence in every situation we go through, every step of the way, no matter how long the process is. God is with us, sees us, and knows each and every one of our moves because He is an all seeing, all knowing God. Faith is to put our focus on God, just like David did, rather than the taunting giant of fear who shows up to demoralize us everyday. Overcoming the giant of fear is a process, but God already granted us victory and our only requirement to live that victory and freedom is to manifest Faith. 


This is it for the second article of The Mighty God & The Taunting Giant: Overcoming The Giant Of Fear. I hope you found something helpful and no matter what you are going through right now, know that this too shall pass and in the end, God always win. Always.


Until next time,
The Happiness Fairy 👸

Dear Diary...

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

Little miss perfect first birthday. As you can tell I was scared of being dropped right into my cake 😩

Life can bring the biggest surprises of all time or the hardest, most brutal heartbreaks. The worst thing about it is that it is all a gamble and you still have to show up for it because you never know what the day will bring. A month ago I turned 27 and I will not lie, my life is totally different from what I had imagined. I thought I would be done with school, married, raising my first kid, have a job I love and have a house. LOL joke's on me!

A week into being 27, I found myself battling depression and fighting to stop what seemed like a never ending fall into the abyss. Somehow during that time I was falling and praying to finally hit rock bottom,I asked myself :"when all of this is over, when months/ years from now you look into your rearview mirror, what are the things you want to remember? What are the things you want to carry with you for the rest of 27 and possibly take with you for 28 and perhaps the years to come? what are the lessons you want engraved on the table of your heart and in your spirit, that will pull you through the slump when you find yourself stuck again- because let's face it: it will happen."?


Here are the mental notes that I took to answer those questions, the things that I think will still matter, the lessons that I would like to carry with me for the rest of 27 and perhaps for the rest of my life. 


✔Be where your feet are*

I actually stole this (and a lot of other points on this list!) from Hannah Brencher's book Come Matter Here (review coming soon). I grew up with expectations- my own and other people's- that have been the fuel I have been running on for years. But somehow in the midst of all that running to get "there"(the diploma, the great job, the perfect relationship, etc...) I forgot to be here: to enjoy the little moments, to slow down. I forgot that all those moments I said "no" to because they would take away from the time I thought I needed to get "there", I would never get them back. So I am learning to be here now, to drink the wild air and to appreciate the present because it truly is a gift.


✔Turn down the do-it-yourself Beyonce anthem in your brain*

I was never one to delegate or ask for help. If I needed something done, I would go and do it myself because I always thought that: a) people will let me down so I can't trust them and b) they couldn't do it the way I did it or wanted it done. And I was right about those two facts but I was so focused on them that I forgot that:  c) God sent me great people to make up for those who messed up when I gave them my trust and d) sometimes they did things better than I would have done them. If we didn't need help, God wouldn't have created Eve. Alone I can go fast but learning to reach out to the people God has blessed me with for help, I will go far.


✔Wherever you are going next, tell yourself it will be good*

Years ago I had a taste for change and adventure: I would never say no to something that would break routine. But then, I started walking on the safe side and change became a major stressor for me. As a control freak, the fear of the unknown and the fact that there would be things on the other side of change I couldn't control terrified me. But the truth is that I had conditioned myself to believe that’s t my "next" was never going to be better than my "now". The funny thing is that times and times again, God showed up in unexpected ways and I found myself countless times being grateful that new opportunities for change and growth came up. So no matter how scary and uncomfortable change is, I am working constantly and consistently on reminding myself that wherever I go next, it will be good. It might not be what I want but maybe it is what I need and no matter how uncomfortable it is or how much hardship I encounter stepping into my "next", it will all workout because Romans 8:28 says so.


✔Don't be afraid to rebuild

New beginnings are hard. I have changed schools only four times into my life and moved four times but let me tell you that I hated the feeling of being the new kid on the block or in class. It was always terrifying and exhausting to me to the point where I just stopped getting attached because I hated goodbyes and starting over, everything from scratch. But new beginnings are nothing but an opportunity to do better: to lay better foundations, to build more solid/lasting relationships, to make a difference. So I am learning: learning to start over without repeating the same mistakes. It is a process but I hope by the time I look back and read this again, I will have mastered it. 


✔Loosen your grip
"A closed hand cannot receive" I don't recall who exactly said those words but they stuck with me. It is tempting to hold on to what we have but no matter how good it feels at the moment, we are only harming ourselves in the long run. Why? because we are blocking life's natural flow and preventing good things from entering our life. To loosen a grip is hard because there is always that fear that the next thing will never be better but there is also the risk of missing out on something better. Life is a gamble and all bets are off so let's make the best out of it.


✔See your people. Hug your people

It is hard to see the people around you and let them in when the previous humans before them made a mess into your heart and you soul and left you to collect the broken pieces and figure it all out by yourself. Years of hurt and disappointment left me bitter and angry but mostly superficial. I shut out everybody, even the people who wanted to pull me forward. I did hurt a good deal of them when all they wanted to do is to be there, help me and love me. People will disappoint. People will hurt you. People will leave. But look around yourself, find who your people are. That friend that will pick up your phone call at 3 am and pray with you because you're having a panic attack. That person who will celebrate you for bouncing back from life setbacks. That person that will cheer you, love you even during the darkest hour and hold your hand in the dark. That person who will know when to say something, when to add an extra ten seconds to that hug. Find out who that person/ who those people are and hug them. Hug them tight and don't let go until it's life's time to say goodbye. They won't be perfect but they will be real. They won't be there all the time but they will be there when you need them to. And God knows that life happens and one day they might not be there for you because they might be caught up with their own mess: hug them regardless because they are your people and they love you and it's all that matters. I do have plenty of hugging to do and it's a good thing I got started.


✔Stay busy in the valley*

If you haven't yet, I suggest you read my previous article because it ties up into it. The valley is not a place to stay- true- but nobody knows how long it will take to go through a valley. I am learning in my own valley to not stay idle: I'm working on myself, working on my vision as move forward, adjusting it to what each day brings. The valley is where things and people are taken away but it is also the place where character is built. It is the place where God molds you into the person you are supposed to be to fulfill your purpose. Don't just look at the valley or go through it with your "whatever mode" switched on. Pay attention. Pray. Practice what you are being taught in the valley because your life might very well depend on it someday.


✔Go deep instead of wide*

A while ago I stopped trying to make new friends. I stopped because a) I didn't trust people so I was being all fake to the people I already had around me and b) I hate small talk and at some point it seemed like making new friends was all about it. Right around that time, I also started downsizing my circle of "friends". I say "friends" because really, I didn't know half of those people and the other half didn't know me. So I started cutting ties. The past five years have taught me one important lesson: quantity doesn't matter, quality does. So instead of going wide, I am focusing on going below the surface and building, deep and long lasting relationships with the few that I still have. It might work, it might not but unless I try I will never know.


✔Stay rooted in the Word of God*

Abraham was a hundred years old when he had Isaac. Between the time where God told him he would be father of a multitude and the time Isaac was born there was approximately twenty five years. Joseph dreamed that his entire family will bow down before him. Between the dream and the accomplishment of it, there were twenty two years and very unfortunate circumstances that I am sure made Joseph wonder at time if God had truly spoken or if it was just his imagination. Someone said once that "God speaks from the future and between the time He speaks over our life and the time we see things fall into place, there is a lapse." That lapse is when things get tricky: it's the valley. And in the valley a lot can happen. The devil starts preaching, the internal turmoil gets loud. But the outcome of where we're heading and how long it will take to get there depends heavily on our ability to stay rooted in God and His Word. The lies of the enemy when looking at our circumstances might seem true and they might be louder than God's promises but it's only a matter of time until God wins, because He always does. The only thing we have to do until then is to hold on to His word, to His promises and to Him. 


✔Don't forfeit your right to say no

Pressure to conform, to agree, to nod, to follow, to join. That's how I ended up with about ten thousands emails at some point into my email inbox. That's how I ended up in situations or with people that did not honor me. That's how I ended up making plans I never really wanted to make in the first place and showed up forty-five minutes late because I spent thirty of those forty-five minutes sitting on my bed, with nothing on but a towel, debating if I reaaaaaaally had to go. That's how I broke my own heart thinking "if I say no, they'll be crushed" or "they'll think I'm stuck up" or worst "if I say no they will leave". I gave away my right to say no when breaking people's heart was more important than safeguarding my own. And it's not okay. I am on a quest to reclaim my "no" and to not feel bad about it because honestly there is nothing wrong with it.


✔Don't run: Stay*

I am a runner both figuratively and literally although my ability to run has been on the lower end of the spectrum because of all the lattes, the macaroons and the repetitive assaults my immune system has suffered the last two years. I have ran from everything and everybody my whole life: friends, lovers, love interests, feelings, emotions, relationships, friendships. You name it. Anything that required me to dive into my feelings made me break in sheer terror. Anything that required me to confront people and handle their feelings was a good excuse for me to run. Forever or until things settled. I'm trying to change my ways but it is very hard because old reflexes take longer to fade away. And the itch to run is always there because it is easy to just run but I realized that I also miss out on a lot of things. So I am slowly unpacking and leaving bits of myself with people and in places that will make me hold on to them when I am tempted to pack (figuratively) and leave. 


✔You don't have to be it all*

I have spent the last fifteen years of my life trying to be it all, and it's one of the toughest thing to get out of my system. I am yet to accept that if I am not all those things that the world and the people around me expect me to be but that I am only myself, it's still good enough. Y'all pray for me because the struggle is real 😭


✔Give yourself grace*

In the days where I couldn't be it all, do it all and save everybody, I used to feel an overwhelming sense of guilt. In part because I believe I had failed myself but mostly because I didn't want to be like the people who let me down. I didn't want to be like them and I wanted the world to know that I could do it all, be it all and have it all. Needless to say that things didn't turn out well for me. One important truth to me is this one: Jesus is all. And He is all that I need. Him and sleep and coffee. Those three go a long way. In between, there is grace: for the things I couldn't do, didn't do. For all the times I could only be just enough and not all of it and a bag of chips. For the days where I let people down because I didn't even have the strength to carry myself for more than an hour at times before having an emotional breakdown in the locker rooms at work and going right back to do more work. For all of those in-betweens, there is grace and there will always be because a little bit of it goes a long way.


✔Put your phone down

I used to be so addicted to social media and texting and posting and then something shifted. I can't exactly pinpoint when it happened but it just did. And honestly I have grown founder of that privacy and being able to be in the moment. I am learning to be alive in a world where live-streaming is everything. Memories are great but being able to be a part of it is even better.


✔Chose prayer over patronizing*

It is easy to patronize people. To judge. To condemn. It is the human thing to do but the Christian thing to do is to pray. We all go through life motion. We all carry our very own heavy burdens and life has shaped/ scarred us in many different ways but the goal of it was never and will never be to be bitter but instead to be better. So when I see people acting funny with me, instead of poppin' off on them (and Lord knows there are days!!!), I remind myself to pray it out and to pray for them. Life is never easy. People can be nasty but praying for their heart is a necessity because we've all be there once.


✔Don't be perfect: be real

I used to be little miss perfect. I still am sometimes. But I have come to term with a truth that revolutionized the way I approach people and relate to them: I have become real, raw and honest. About the things I go through. About my struggles. About the state of my mental health. About life. Being able to be real was the beginning of a freeing process that I am still undergoing. It allowed people to not look at me like I'm some kind of boujie girl who doesn't know anything about life struggles. If anything I do believe opening up has allowed people to know me better, to know the why of certain choices I made/make. Being real came with a surprising amount of "me too"s from people I never thought were going through the same things I went through. But that's the beauty and the curse behind it: you won't know until you know and to know requires to be real. There is a ridiculous amount of people out there desperately in need of that. But we won't find each other until we can drop the facade and let people in.


✔"I don't know yet"

I used to be SO sure about so many things a few years ago and now... I can't even commit to a place to eat for lunch or dinner. I have rediscovered the beauty in saying "I don't know yet": it opens new horizons. It gives you options. It gave me the flexibility I needed to break away from the rigid mold I placed myself in. There is nothing wrong with it unless of course, you're wasting someone's time which is the purest form of evil. It's okay to not know yet, to go on your own journey to figure it out. Just know that not many will join you. But you know what? It's okay too.


✔You matter*

I didn't know back then. I was always putting other people's needs before my own. I never knew I mattered the way I do now. It might seem trivial and hard to understand but it is a truth that I came across during my mental self-care and decluttering journey. I am learning to speak up, to say no, to feel what I feel without being ashamed of it and without letting the world shame me for it because I matter and it is something nobody will ever take away from me again unless I give my consent. Being able to know and believe that you matter is a statement that is as powerful as you make it. It's your truth: live it. 


Here are my truths, my lessons, the mental notes that pull me forward these days and I hope you found this article inspiring. Life is not always what it looks like and people are not always what they look like, especially on social media. We're more than what we look like. We are more than our words and our "I'm fine, thanks". Once in a while, take a look back and check on your people because you never know which battles they're fighting.


Until next time,
The Happiness Fairy 👸

The sentences followed by an asterisk (*) are taken or derived from Hannah Brencher's new book Come Matter Here. 

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