Weightloss………a Christian journey, a Godly perspective.

My Birth Story July 13, 2012

Filed under: Christian Journey — kayveebee @ 9:32 am

I figure I might as well type and share this now because in a few hours we’ll be checking out of the hospital and from experience, the perfect little babies that are quiet and professionally swaddled next to your hospital bed become hungry and alert perfect bundles of joy as soon as you get home. Therefore, I doubt I’d have time to blog.

So here it goes (fasten your seat belt, I should have, lol)

At my 39 week check up, no dilation, no progress, no sign of baby coming. Just as I figured the doctor suggested an induction at 40 weeks. The induction was scheduled for the following week and I emotionally went into a panic. I believe that inductions have their place but for some reason, I was not settled. I felt rushed, I felt like I was rushing the baby, and I didn’t feel that we were listening to God’s guidance about our baby’s life. I felt her life was in my hands and that was the WRONG place for it to be. I wanted God to make the decision and show me how to follow it. I cried and prayed, prayed and cried for two reasons: 1) I was NOT at ease about the induction and 2) I was scared of having to have an emergency c-section. I was not at ease about the induction because throughout the entire pregnancy I was considered very healthy. My appointments lasted about 10-15 minutes each and we never had a reason to panic, take extra care other than prenatals and scheduled visits.

The Sunday prior to the scheduled induction, which was for Wednesday, July 11, I went into the hospital with severe nausea. I was sent home, still at 0 cm, but I had the option to share my concerns with my doctor. I was glad that he agreed to postpone the induction as well, especially since my cervix did not progress, but only if I had a fetal non-stress test (nst) on Tuesday, which is what I wanted anyway to ensure that both of us were healthy enough to continue.

Monday evening I prayed intensely and asked God to show me a sign if I needed to go forth with the induction. I didn’t want to seem cocky for postponing but I wanted to be sure that I could wait. I asked him to give me peace over the entire situation and he did.

Tuesday, July 10th I went forward with my day and prepared for the nst later that afternoon. Hubs and I knew we weren’t staying the night so we just met up at the hospital for the procedure and would go home. I went into the hospital room, they strapped me with all of the monitoring bands and such, and one of the cute techs walked in with an arm band. I politely told her, oh, we’re just here for an nst, we’ll be leaving in an hour or so. She politely ignored me with a smile and slapped the hospital wrist band on. At 4:30pm we learned that our baby passed the nst with flying colors, no signs of stress….or dilation for that matter, good fluid levels and a healthy placenta. So we waited to see the doctor and would be released to go home and wait another week. At about 5:00pm I noticed our baby’s heart rate decelerated to 93 bpms. I became a tad razzled and thought to myself, OMG, what happened? She bounced back to her normal 157-165 range, but I was not happy about the deceleration. Hubs and I talked about it, deciding how stressed I would be at home and that we should move forward with the induction for the next day. The Holy Spirit whispered in my ear, “remember you asked for a for sure sign?” Well there was no turning back and I was confident to move forward.

This is how the evening started:

5:45 pm – Hubs prayed, we talked, and I shared my fears, they were peacefully dismissed and we were united in our decision.

6:15 pm – The Doctor arrived, we discussed concerns, the induction plans FOR TOMORROW, and to work on thinning my cervix through the night.

6:30 pm – Cervidil inserted.

7:00 pm – Hubs left to go get bags (we live 30 minutes away), dinner (I had a 10 pm food curfew), get our four year old settled, and a few board games (HA!)

7:30 pm – The contractions start booming about every 15 minutes, but they were bearable.

8:45 pm – I called the nurse to ask her about the pain, she checked my cervix, I was at a whopping 4cm!!! She suggested we prep for an epidural (I agreed YES!!) and I discovered my cell phone died. She offered her cell phone so that I could text my Hub, and later realized I TEXTED MYSELF!!!

9:30 pm – I’m losing a little control due to the pain. I’ve been flipped on my left with an oxygen mask. Hubby walks in in SHOCK!! But once he heard the cell phone story, he immediately jumped into labor coach mode. At this point my breathing sounded more like long soprano notes, lol. The anesthesiologist arrived and we began the epidural entry. Due to the large sway of my back, it wasn’t successful, she couldn’t get to the right spot. I wanted it out. My super nurse took charge and told her in a stern voice, “She wants it out, take it out, now.” The needle was removed. I went into a panic. I screamed, cried, kicked (due to the pain), moaned, and cried. My drill sargeants, I mean…..my Hub and the Nurse were speaking sternly to me (in support of course) to pull it together. I began to shiver the pain was so bad and I cried in defeat because I feared the pain of delivery.

10:25 pm – I begged my Husband to get the Anesthesiologist so we could try for the epidural again. The nurse immediately called her and she was back in about 2 minutes (She was so patient with me). At this point I’m hysterical and crying weird things like “I really want to cooperate, but it hurts.” “I’m so sorry the needle won’t work, I can’t bend right.” “I am just so soooooooooorrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyy.” Talk about dramatic. In the midst of my punches, kicks, and screams, my Hub stood there sternly reminding me how to get through my breathing. (He’s the bomb).

10:35 pm – I screamed, April!! (She’s the nurse) I’m about to “go” on this bed. And in the midst of tears and embarrassment, I begged and begged her to let me go to the restroom. Of course she snapped and said “GO HERE and don’t you get off this bed.” She checked my cervix and I was 9 cm. I cried again because I knew for certain I was not going to be able to get the epidural.

10:45 pm – The “go” turned into the bag of waters that bulged like a balloon. A nurse tech walked by and said, “Oh wow, the bag is right there.” I rolled over and it burst. A few more contractions went by, and the next thing I heard was, “Now all we need is to get the shoulders out.” I said to myself “SHOULDERS???? They come AFTER the head, RIGHT??” Everything happened so fast. April said, “BEAR DOWN” I said, what does that mean? She said “PUSH” I pushed and felt an IMMEDIATE release of pressure and heard releases of air from the team in the room.

10:59 pm Kyra Victoria was born weighing 7 pounds 14 ounces.

The times are approximate, but pretty darn close. For some reason in the midst of the pain I was able to keep track of time. I think I just couldn’t believe that “Today was still Today” and we were supposed to be induced “TOMORROW”. And then again, maybe the clock was my focus point. At any rate, with the help of Hubs and I going over this story about 100 times in the last two days, I feel pretty sure about them.

There are a few more graphics and comical moments that I left out about the removal of the cervidil, my “new” attire, my efforts to get off the bed during contractions, and my scriptures that I kept throwing into the atmosphere. But all in all, I was grateful for such a safe and eventful delivery that resulted in no need for stitches or cortisone if you get my drift, God is GOOD!

11:30 pm The on-call doctor arrived to check me, and cleared me as “GREAT!”

7:30 am My doctor’s first words were, “I didn’t know you were going to do a Grand Slam last night!!”

Lessons learned:

  1. In ALL things wait on God, He WILL give you confirmation for what you ask for. Now you may have to act fast, so be ready, and don’t second guess it.
  2. Although events may not go as you plan, realizing that they are going by HIS plan is more important.
  3. According to Ephesians 1:11, God works out EVERYTHING according to His perfect will.
  4. God has a sense of humor!!! I never understood that statement until Kyra’s Birth-day.


  1. My Husband proves himself over and over again how much of a support he is for me. I am in awe at the perfection God placed in my life. He’s not perfect, but God made a perfect match!
  2. Awesome is such a lame word to describe my Nurse. She was a sister, coach, punching bag, sounding board, and advocate. I need a gift suggestion for her.
  3. My little sis is the best Auntie ever! I never had to worry about our 4 year old because I knew she was at home and safe with her Tee-Tee M.W.



May 24, 2012

Filed under: Christian Journey — kayveebee @ 9:46 pm


At the age of 12, my mother and I were in the grocery store parking lot at night. A man came up behind us pointing a pistol saying, “You know what I want, give it up.” While he pretended to help us load our groceries, my mother scrambled through her purse to come up with a small amount of money, maybe $30. He took the money and left. As soon as we got into the car my mother burst into a crazy praise. I don’t think I have ever heard her scream and shout so loudly. I was in tears and all she kept saying was “Thank You God, thank You God, You are awesome and worthy…” and so on. As an adult, I look back on that situation to find out how powerful that moment was. Her first reaction was to praise, not to pout! Later once the offender…

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Where has the time gone… April 26, 2012

Filed under: Christian Journey — kayveebee @ 1:17 pm

I can not believe how long it has been since I’ve written a post on my blog. I stopped writing about weight-loss in December because I found out we were expecting our second child, and for fear of my big mouth writing about it, I just refrained until we agreed to share our exciting news. Well after our announcement from our Valentine’s Day ultrasound of our bouncing baby girl, life began to pick up a bit. I wanted to keep writing to you about the healthy choices you can make through pregnancy, but again, my doctoral assignments seemed to pile up, my daughter’s dance team and soccer games took priority some days and frankly, I just needed a nap, lol.


My blog is entitled WeightandLeanOnHIm because God gets the glory and credit for helping me lose the weight. I was shocked this morning in preparation to go to a state board meeting that my suits from my heavier days zipped and buttoned over my 7 month pregnant belly! I don’t take it lightly that I have had a healthy pregnancy thus far.

I’m writing you all of this to say one thing: If you just get up, get out there, and walk you have already lapped everyone else on the couch!

My daily exercise routine consists of 1-2 mile speed walks with slow down breaks as needed. At each lap I do 10-15 squats to help my tailbone and leg muscles prepare for labor. I TRY to drink about 8-10 glasses of water each day (spritzed with lemon). Because of God changing my life, my eating habits, and my mind, I am at a healthy weight gain and I PASSED my glucose test!! Thank you JESUS!

Ladies, have a great day, and whether you are pregnant, old, out of shape, morbidly obese, or feeling just plain defeated, get out there and walk!! You can do it!


Your Sister in Christ,



Crazy about Crayola! December 5, 2011

Filed under: Christian Journey,Eating Better,Family,More Energy — kayveebee @ 10:03 am

This blog is dedicated to my weightloss journey and the revelations God has given me along the way. I remember at the 25 or 30 pound loss mark I started realizing that by being overweight I was cheating and robbing myself of the abundance of life God has given us. Losing weight, I learned that there is so much more to life than food. I gained so much more energy. Part of my motivation was being able to live a life full of activity and energy for my daughter. I didn’t want to be the Mom that couldn’t run because I was too heavy, or couldn’t play with her at the playground because I couldn’t catch my breath.

I also have this thing about giving people flowers while they are living. What I mean by this, is often times we wait to celebrate life once people are dead instead of celebrating them the most while they are here.

As a hobby I plan events. Baby Showers, Weddings, Parties, the list goes on. But I enjoy planning parties for family members the most. This blog post is dedicated to the exciting event of my daughter’s fourth birthday party.

Theme: Crayon Party! Mommy’s sub theme: Operation Crayola

These were her party invitations. I created them using an arrow, lines, and rectangles from the shape options in Microsoft Word. In keeping with the theme, I used multiple colors and cut them out on card stock. I made sure the pink and purple invitations went to girls.

Stuffing Invitations!

I wanted to make sure our daughter was involved in the planning so that she could share in the excitement and the memory of her Mom making a big fuss over her party.

Adding the stickers!

This was her idea. To add birthday stickers to the back of the envelope.

As I searched for items to go along with her theme, I came across these homemade crayon boxes from:http://www.chicaandjo.com/2011/04/07/custom-crayon-box-invitation/  We used them as favors. I purchased a 150 count box of crayons and filled the boxes with 8 crayons each. This was the more inexpensive route, especially since all crayola were BOGO Free!!!

I found scrap fabric in my craft box and made a little “favor” table. They were able to add to their favor bags themselves.

Made from scrap fabric.Favor Table!

I found mini coloring books on Amazon for about $6.50 for 12. After the party I realized we could have made the coloring books, so maybe this is an idea you can use for your crayon party.

Favor Table!

We played interactive games and I forgot to get snapshots of all of them. When the kids arrived they were SUPPOSED to color at the coloring table from coloring sheets I found on Nick Jr.com but instead, they choose to play balloon kickball. We painted on the paint wall, drew with chalk in the driveway, searched for crayons and markers in the “Treasure Hunt” in the back yard, dug for color pencils in the “Needle in a Hay stack” game (They were blind folded), and smashed the pinata. I also had a coloring relay race game, but we didn’t have time. Thank God for 70 degree weather in December!

A week prior, the Birthday Girl tested out my old craft paints to make sure they were usable for the paint wall!

The paint wall!!! (We used the left over wall crayons).

“Needle in a Hay Stack” Filled with color pencils!!! (Dads are awesome!!)

"Needle in a Hay Stack" Filled with color pencils!!! (Dads are awesome!!)

God Moms are wonderful!! I wanted to make a pinata, but ran out of steam. She stuffed it with candy and goodies! See the Pizza coupons, lol!!!

God Moms are wonderful!!

The pinata was a number 4. I had intentions to make a “crayon” pinata, but after resting from Thanksgiving, and a weekend of Dance Activities for the Birthday Girl, I didn’t have the energy, whew!

We used rainbow cupcakes that a girlfriend of mine made. We used the recipe from a youtube video.


These were such a hit. I found the crayon cupcake toppers from Amazon.com . They were about $3.00 for 36. Of course the price varies on the person selling them, I lucked up on a deal. I didn’t get a picture of the inside of the cakes, but the video shows you what they looked like. They went fast!

I was determined to make this party cost effective. The decorations consisted of bulletin board paper crayons and “person blown” floor balloons and a dozen helium balloons. We used all colors of the rainbow to carry out the theme.

God Moms are the best! She cut out about 14 3ft crayons for the walls, and painted them for me.

This really brought the theme to life when you walked into the living space. Large crayons were everywhere, even on the door.

This is a sideway shot of the front door!

When you do your crayon party, you can add a little message on the crayon on the door, but at this point, I’d run out of steam, lol.

I wanted to continue the theme with the food. I found crayons on a google image search, printed, and taped them to the food. I tried to get food of all colors. I couldn’t find anything blue that I wanted to add to the menu.

Red Twizzlers and Oranges!!Chips and Grapes!

Chips and Grapes!

One of our friends appreciated the figure friendly fruit snacks, he’s lost 35lbs on weight watchers!!

I hope you enjoyed the recap of our event. We spent around $250 for the entire party (for 45 people due to Parents) planning early, using coupons and deals, and I made most of the items. Being a crafty person, most of the items were in my craft closet, even about 60 markers for the treasure hunt. Don’t hesitate to enjoy birthday parties and your little ones every year!  We can’t take life for granted, parties don’t have to be as elaborate, but letting your loved one know how much you love them is a must. Doing something simple like decorating their room for their birthday or popping up at school with cupcakes will give the same “Gosh I’m special” effect as a party.

My daughter said, “This was the best party ever!!” I gained Mom points and was glad she enjoyed herself. We are so blessed to have friends and family to celebrate these moments with, especially in our new town.

God bless you all and I pray you are encouraged to create an awesome party or event for your loved one, even if it isn’t on their birthday.



Keep At It! Part 1/2 November 10, 2011

Filed under: Christian Journey,Exercise,Support,Weight Loss — kayveebee @ 10:31 am

Today is weigh in day!! I woke up excited because I haven’t loss since July/August I had a controlled week and even felt lighter. Not losing in over three months can be pretty discouraging but I have attributed it to my new lifestyle change and adjustment. This past week I ate fairly well, I didn’t go over my points. I worked out almost every day, so I just knew I would wake up to at minimum a one pound loss. Boy was I wrong! I woke up to a pound gain. I couldn’t believe it. I was (still trying to convince myself out of it) discouraged and felt defeated. I actually wanted to call Weight Watchers and end my subscription today. But then I decided that I must press forward, and try again.

Weekly I blog on Empowermoments. Today’s post (I wrote previously) is entitled, “Keep At It”. How befitting. It’s not about weightloss, but maybe God was preparing me to read it for myself today.

This is it:

Keep At It!

“Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.”   I Thessalonians 5:11 NIV

One day my daughter and I were at the playground and she wanted to try the monkey bars. She’s a very cautious little soul and a far cry from a “dare devil”. Assessing the situation she says, “Mommy, why when you try new things you fall.” I replied, “Because with new things, you don’t quite know how to do them yet so you have to learn. Sometimes you get help and sometimes you just practice practice practice.” And her proud reply, “Practice makes Perfect!!”

As she dodged the monkey bars and went to the swings I pondered on her question, “Why when we try new things we often times fall?” I thought about some of you, myself, and the women that inbox me about my walk with Christ. Often times when you are either a new believer, or trying to learn a new godly behavior, sometimes you fall. Not fall is in fall from grace, but fall as in stumble, or trip. You don’t quite get it yet.

How many times have you said to God, “Lord I’m going to live right! I am not going to have sex any more until I’m married.” Only to find yourself laying there in the dark looking at the ceiling, defeated and embarrassed as the guy lies next to you peacefully sleeping. How many times have you said, “Lord, I am not going to deal with gossiping anymore, I am done with tainting my spirit and being an accessory to this foolishness.” Only to find yourself deep into a juicy phone conversation about the relationship you “heard” was about to end in a divorce. Or even, you promised God that you would read your Bible daily, only to remember 8 days later that you forgot about the promise and can’t find your Bible anywhere.

Along this Christian journey there are highs and lows, ups and downs. We try so hard to get it just right and sometimes we even fall. I’ve been there, you are not alone. Even “seasoned” Christians go through these falling periods. If we all were perfect, we wouldn’t need grace and mercy now would we? Don’t be mistaken, you do get to a point where you are able to judge your own actions and determine if it is pleasing to God, but you may miss the mark in your quest for obedience.  Paul even figuratively shares that he was inflicted with a thorn in his side to keep him humble. Your thorn may be a scar, an STD, or some other type of blemish. But God reassures Paul when he says, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” 2 Corinthians 12:9 (NIV)

I told my daughter that sometimes you need help with new things. I believe that everyone should have a mentor. I have a spiritual mentor, wife mentor, mom mentor, professional mentor; the list goes on and on. They are people that are not necessarily in “higher” areas of Christianity, but they are more experienced and serve as tangible vessels that God sent me. When I feel like I’m falling, want to fall, or have fallen, my mentors are there to give me godly advice and encouragement. The next thing I told my daughter was “practice makes perfect.” The more you work at, the better you get. I’ve often told my mentees, the more you practice, the louder your Holy Spirit gets. If you are not trying to live a life of spiritual godliness, your conscience is flesh-led. But when you decide to have “help” from the Lord, your conscience submits to the Holy Spirit and it speaks from within. (Read about the Holy Spirit as your helper in John 14.)

Someone reading this is pretty frustrated with their walk. God told me to write this to you a few days ago, but I couldn’t’ seem to pull it together until now. I want to encourage you with this scripture, “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” Galatians 6:9 The Holy Spirit is a helper and a sustainer. You may stumble sometimes in this walk, but you’ll realize that these “stumbles” actually propel you forward to a closer walk with God.

Dear Daddy,

Please forgive me for all of my sins. Those I have committed knowingly and unknowingly. On this quest of living a life more pleasing to you, please plant people in my life that will hold me accountable to your ways. Help me to recognize your Spirit and heed to its instructions. When I stumble, help me to realize that you are able to keep me from falling so that I can dust myself off and keep going. These setbacks are just a set up for my blessing. In Jesus’s name I pray, Amen.

Sistah Girl, I EMPOWER you today to keep going. Don’t get discouraged or feel that your walk with Jesus is in vain. This walk is a process, “So let it grow, for when your endurance is fully developed, you will be perfect and complete, needing nothing.”  James 1:4 (NLT)  When you hand over your problems, your walk, your faith, and your desires to Jesus, you can say, “Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and to present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy,” Jude 1:24 KJV


Allow Psalms 121 to minister to you.


The Hard Part is Getting There… October 19, 2011

Filed under: Christian Journey,Exercise,Support,Weight Loss — kayveebee @ 1:11 pm

“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13 NKJV

For the past month or so I have been in a weightloss rut. I am thankful that the scale hasn’t gone up, but it hasn’t gone down either. This is the point where weight loss becomes discouraging. Especially when you are really trying!!

On Monday I decided I was too tired and too busy to go running but as the day progressed I realized I was sabotaging my self. Who was going to be hurt by me not working out? No one but me! I made a decision to run while my daughter was at dance class later that evening, the track is in walking distance. All while getting dressed I pouted and procratinated, go up, sat down, got back up, sat back down. After all of this hoop-lah of getting ready I prayed:

Dear Lord,

You know I am in a rut, but I want to increase my strength and increase my health. Lord help me relieve this burden of laziness and self discouragement. Please give the strength and motivation to stay on track. I really need you to help me in this.



In God’s awesome fashion, of course my motivation didn’t come right then (Don’t we wish He moved on our clocks sometimes). I still pressed to get to the car. Dropping my daughter off at dance class I felt a shift and realized, I DID IT! I AM HERE!  The hard part is not the workout, it’s getting there. I came out of the studio and proceeded to stretch at my car, turn on my ipod and coasted to the track.

It’s not enough for us to just pray and expect God to move. Faith without works is dead! James 2:20 NKJV   You have to do your part. Do your best, and let God do the rest!

The hard part is getting there. Press your way through and lay aside every weight that besets you, and run the race God has set forth for you to complete. Read Hebrews 12:1




Repost: F.E.A.R.

Filed under: Christian Journey,Exercise,Support — kayveebee @ 12:49 pm

This is a post from a blog I write to: empowermoments.org

False Evidence Appearing Real

For some time I’ve wanted to try a new running path. It’s along a main street and neighboring homes with a sidewalk. But for some reason I kept feeling bound to the track. Maybe because it was safe and familiar to me. I would pull up to the park each morning and start my same ole run but deep down I really wanted to get out there and jog that road!

I was scared. I was scared that it was too far, or that I would look silly (I run, but I don’t look like a runner), or that a dog would chase me. So everyday I ran in circles around the track until one morning the Holy Spirit brought this to my memory, “You have nothing to fear but fear itself.” No, this is not a scripture; it’s actually a quote from one of our past Presidents, but God uses what we know to catch our attention. I started pondering on that quote and realized that He was right. I have nothing to fear, but fear.

I am a self-proclaimed self-motivator. When I am feeling fearful or down and out I start talking to my inner self. Here is how the conversation went:

“Kay, you are running around this track, BOUND by fear thinking you can’t do it. Are you kidding? Did you not know that you can do all things through Christ that has made you strong? You are a child of the most high God, He will protect you! Look at your legs; look how God has strengthened them. How can you go higher if you stay running in this circle? You need to kick it up a notch!”

Later on I went to my Bible to look up scriptures on fear (yes all of this to prepare me for a new trail). These are the words that God showed me.

“Yea though I walk the valley of the shadow of death I will fear NO evil, for thou art with me!” (Psalm 23:4 KJV)

“The LORD is my light and my salvation— whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life— of whom shall I be afraid?” (Psalm 27:1 NIV)

“The LORD is with me; I will not be afraid. What can mere mortals do to me?” (Psalm 118:6 NIV)

“I sought the LORD, and He answered me; he delivered me from all my fears.” (Psalm 34:4 NIV)

“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. All who rage against you will surely be ashamed and disgraced; those who oppose you will be as nothing and perish. Though you search for your enemies, you will not find them. Those who wage war against you will be as nothing at all. For I am the LORD your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.” (Isaiah 41:10-13 NIV)

When I began writing this EmpowerMoment, God confirmed for me that this is really not about a jog, but about fear. How many of you are bound by fear, running around the track, scared to venture out? How many of you are scared to tell that man, “Look, this isn’t working; I’m compromising too much,” for fear of being alone? How many of you reading this are bound by your fears of starting your own business because the money doesn’t seem right or you are scared you will fail? How many of you are scared to lose, or even scared to win, because of what others may think?

How many of you reading this have been hurt, scarred, and abused but scared to love again? Did you not know that God will restore and can restore you? Did you not know that God heals the broken hearted and binds up their wounds? (Psalms 147:3 NIV)

The next day I ran that new trail and felt EMPOWERED after I did it. I had nothing to fear but fear itself. All of the evidence I thought existed was false, for fear is FALSE EVIDENCE APPEARING REAL!

Dear Daddy,

You are shelter in the time of storm, a comforter when I’m sad, my protector in the time of trouble, and my redeemer when I’ve messed up. Lord, I pray that You teach me how to be fearless! Teach me how to rely on Your Word in knowing that my fears are false evidence. Help me to realize that fear does not come from You. It is a trick of distraction from the enemy to hinder the plans You have for me. Give me strength in You Lord, to be bold and do what You’ve called me to do. In Jesus’ Name, Amen!

Ladies, I EMPOWER you to step out of fear and walk in faith. Do not remain bound any longer, for God has given you strength, peace, and the resources you need to carry out the task. I EMPOWER you to encourage yourself when you feel the enemy trying to discourage you. Pull out God’s Word and fight!