Take a look at that woman right there....No, really, stop and really look at her. Look into her eyes, what do you see? Do you see the warrior that is deep in those eyes? She's there. She's so strong, it amazes me. Wave after wave of ugly will hit that woman you see there...and yet she just dips her head and keeps going forward. At the most, she's been knocked down a few times...but every time she finds herself on her knees, before the cross. And suddenly, she finds the strength to stand yet again.
So maybe, you didn't hear me from my last post...I AM A FIGHTER, JESUS IS MY FOUNDATION. I WILL NOT BE SHAKEN... GAME ON EVIL!!
I'm Emily. I'm strong. I'm beautiful. I'm not a quitter. I always persevere. I'm not giving in this time. I will defeat this. I will lose this weight. I will show you and myself that I can do this again, but more importantly I can do it my way this time. The right way. I won't let you influence me to make bad choices. I won't let you keep me down. Inside of me is the beautiful, healthy Emily that I know and love and see every time I look in the mirror. One day soon you will see her too.
So, those that keep up with me on facebook and on here know that I'm having a mouse issue in the apartment. Well, I guess its more than an issue and more like an infestation, YUCK! So far as of this morning, I've caught 6 mice. yeah... :-/ gross I know. Anywho, those who are closest to me know I've been struggling quite a bit with all of it and more that have really knocked me on my butt. I've been getting some great advice from lots of people and well, today I finally asked for prayer from a friend when I found that my living room power blew the circuit. I feel like I'm living in a death trap, is what I told her. And she challenged me to watch what I say and to not even let words that tear down come out of my mouth. How right she is. At the same time I was talking to a distant cousin online whose been tracking whats going on and he also was encouraging me, and before I knew it I had typed "My God's bigger than this I'll be just fine." Where has that been? Where has my head been? From there my thoughts spiraled into the saying: Don't tell God how big your problems are, tell your problems how big God is. So true isn't it? Really in the scheme of mice and power outage only in my living room, God is still good, and still seated on high. How quickly I allow circumstances to drag me down when really I should be lifting my eyes to heaven and allow God to continue to lift me up again. So I cranked up Bring The Rain by Mercy Me and I danced and worshiped and even sung arms held high at the top of my lungs...
"And I know there'll be days When this life brings me pain But if that's what it takes to praise You Jesus, bring the rain"
I'm having a bad day. I was feeling down about my single hood tonight but then I discovered a little mouse scurrying about in my apartment. That Threw me into a freeze state as it tried to run into the living room and then ran back into the kitchen, I cried. And then the voices in my head started screaming "Whose gonna save you now Emily, whose gonna save you now?" I grabbed the phone, called my mom, she didn't answer, tried Ace, tried Allen, tried Joe, tried Kati...finally got a hold of mom and she brought me some mice traps. I cried more. Then Allen came over to try and see if he could find it and catch it, but no such luck. But that isn't what this post is about, its about that voice in my head. The evil one will try to get us anyway that he can...but the truth is he only gets power over our fears and anxieties when we allow it. And thats exactly what I did when I freaked out instead of turning to Jesus to take my fears away.
Take a look at that woman right there....No, really, stop and really look at her. Look into her eyes, what do you see? Do you see the warrior that is deep in those eyes? She's there. She's so strong, it amazes me. Wave after wave of ugly will hit that woman you see there...and yet she just dips her head and keeps going forward. At the most, she's been knocked down a few times...but every time she finds herself on her knees, before the cross. And suddenly, she finds the strength to stand yet again. 
