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Doing It Anyway: Choosing Discipline Over Feelings

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Not long ago, my mom told me I should be a life coach or a motivational speaker.

I laughed. And immediately said, absolutely not.

Not because I don’t believe people can change, but because most people already know what they need to do. They just won’t do it. And that’s the part that would upset me. Not the lack of information, but the lack of obedience. Wasted potential. Wasted time. Their time and mine.

The truth is, information isn’t the problem. Obedience is.

Motivation Is a Feeling. Discipline Is a Decision.

Most people live their lives led by how they feel.

They don’t feel like working out, so they don’t.
They don’t feel like studying, so they don’t.
They don’t feel inspired, so they wait.

But feelings are unreliable. They shift with moods, seasons, stress, and circumstances. If you wait to feel ready, you’ll spend most of your life standing still.

Motivation is helpful. It gets you started. But discipline is what sustains you. Discipline is choosing to do what needs to be done even when the excitement is gone and the results aren’t immediate. I always say, “Motivation gets you there, but discipline KEEPS you there.”

Scripture reminds us that “the plans of the diligent lead surely to abundance” (Proverbs 21:5). Diligence isn’t emotional. It’s intentional.

When Feelings Are in Charge, Destruction Follows

Feelings don’t just derail goals. They’ve ruined marriages, friendships, and careers.

People didn’t wake up planning to have an affair, betray a friend, or disrespect their leadership. They felt lonely. They felt unappreciated. They felt justified. And instead of exercising discipline, they gave their feelings the final say.

Feelings make great indicators, but terrible leaders.

Discipline creates guardrails. It pauses you when something feels good but is wrong. It pushes you forward when something feels hard but is necessary. The Bible speaks to this when it says, “Like a city whose walls are broken through is a person who lacks self-control” (Proverbs 25:28).

Discipline isn’t punishment. It’s protection. Practicing discipline in one area will help you be disciplined in all areas of your life.

Discipline Is Self-Respect

At its core, discipline is about integrity, especially with yourself.

Every time you break a promise you made to yourself, you reinforce the belief that you can’t trust you. Every time you quit when things get uncomfortable, you quietly tell yourself that your word doesn’t matter.

But every time you show up anyway, tired, unmotivated, unsure, you rebuild trust with yourself. You strengthen the part of you that knows you can be relied on.

Scripture says, “Whoever is faithful in little is faithful also in much” (Luke 16:10). Discipline in the small, unseen moments prepares you for bigger responsibility, bigger blessings, and bigger breakthroughs.

Three Questions to Ask Yourself

Before you blame circumstances, lack of motivation, or timing, ask yourself:

  1. Aren’t you tired of breaking the promises you made to yourself?
  2. If you only did what you felt like doing, would the life you want ever exist?
  3. What would change if quitting was no longer an option, only adjusting?

These questions aren’t meant to shame you. They’re meant to wake you up.

Last year you said you were going to get in the best shape of your life.
Last year you said you were going back to school.
Last year you said you were going to change your eating habits to fix your health issues.
Last year you said you would drink less.
Last year you said you were going to improve your skillset to improve your career.
Last year you said you would let go of toxic habits and adjust to be a better person.

Let’s make last year the last year you quit on yourself. Let’s make this year, THE YEAR.

The year you do it anyway. The year you don’t give up. The year you make yourself proud of you. The year you start chasing after the life you desire with full force even on the hard days…ESPECIALLY on the hard days. You owe it to you.

As January Ends, Don’t Quit

As the month comes to a close, the motivation that carried you into the new year may be fading. You may already be tempted to quit. To tell yourself you’ll start again “later.” This is the moment discipline is required. This is the moment growth begins. Scripture tells us, “Let us not grow weary of doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up” (Galatians 6:9).

Don’t quit. Keep going. Yes, you will have bad days. Yes, it won’t always go how you expected. Yes, life will throw curveballs. But, do it anyway. Cry through it, pray through it, crawl through it, just don’t give up. Slow down if you need to, but don’t quit.

If you have already thrown in the towel and convinced yourself that where you’re at is as good as it will get, start again. Adjust if you need to. But don’t walk away. It’s not too late. As long as there is breath in your lungs, you can always start again.

I want to leave you with some affirmations for this season:

  • I am disciplined even when I don’t feel motivated.
  • I keep the promises I make to myself.
  • I do what is required, not just what is comfortable.
  • My feelings do not control me. I choose obedience, consistency, and growth.
  • I am becoming the person my future requires.

 

❤️ Disa B.

Death to Superwoman

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Let me start off by saying that perfection is an illusion, and there is no such thing as balance. Some seasons, you’ll neglect certain things and parts of your life, and that is ok.

For years, I believed I had to be everything to everyone. The strong Black woman. The wife who holds her husband down. The mother who never misses a beat. The daughter, the sister, the friend, the professional; all done with a smile, no cracks showing.

I wore the cape proudly. But the cape got heavy.

I told myself rest was a luxury I hadn’t earned. That pausing was a sign of weakness. That if I didn’t push through, somehow my family would fall apart. I thought strength meant never stopping.

But eventually, I stopped anyway, because I had no choice. I was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Everything in my life seemed perfect, but the weight of trying to be perfect and show up for everyone and everything, every time was crushing me.

The Myth I Inherited

Being a Black woman, you inherit stories. Stories of women who endured, who carried, who made a way out of no way. That legacy is powerful, but it can also be suffocating.

I thought strength meant silence. I thought motherhood meant martyrdom. I thought being a wife meant meeting every need before acknowledging my own.

The truth is, no one asked me to do that. Not my husband. Not my children. I put those expectations on myself.

The Superwoman Complex

Part of it was the Superwoman complex, that deep-rooted belief that I should be able to carry it all. That no matter how heavy life gets, I can handle it without breaking. That I can juggle every responsibility, every role, and never drop a ball.

But here’s the truth: I am not Superwoman.

I am not meant to carry everything. And even if I could, why should I? Carrying it all left me tired, anxious, and stretched so thin that there was no space left for me.

Letting go of the Superwoman complex has been an act of freedom. It has meant admitting that I am human, not a superhero. It has meant learning to ask for help. It has meant setting boundaries. And it has meant allowing myself to put some things down without guilt.

The Sofa That Saved Me

One of my favorite places in the world is my family room sofa. In the middle of the day, I’ll grab a blanket, curl up, and take a nap. For years, I would’ve felt guilty about that, like I was slacking off or wasting time.

Now, I love those naps.

I love that my children see me resting. I love that my daughter especially sees me prioritizing my body, my peace, my need for pause. Because I don’t want her to grow up thinking womanhood means constant exhaustion. I want her to know that she can be strong and still rest. That she can be a nurturer and still say, “I need time for me.”

It’s not just about what I’m teaching her, it’s also about what I’m unlearning for myself. Burnout is not a badge of honor. It is a sign that you need rest or that you need to delegate some things to other people.

The Real Me

I used to think my family needed Superwoman. The woman who could work all day, cook dinner, clean the house, do the homework, keep the smiles going, and never stop moving.

But my husband and my kids? They don’t need a superhero. They need me.

They need the me who laughs so hard my stomach hurts. The me who cries when I feel overwhelmed. The me who can admit, “I can’t do it all today.” The me who lets herself rest on the sofa in the middle of the afternoon, trusting that the world won’t collapse if I step away. The me that is present not only physically, but mentally and emotionally. The one who is truly enjoying each moment instead of thinking about and planning the next.

They don’t need my cape. They need my presence.

Death to Superwoman

So here I am, saying it plainly: death to Superwoman. I am not a myth. I am not an endless well of strength. I am not a machine. I am a woman. A wife. A mother. A daughter of God. And that is more than enough.

I am laying down the cape and choosing to live fully in my humanity with all its softness, all its imperfections, and all its beauty.

Superwoman is dead. Disa is reborn.
And for the first time in a long time, I feel alive and free.


❤️ Disa B.

God is More Than Able

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Hey Dee,

When my mom called me at 9 a.m. on a Tuesday, I immediately knew something was wrong by the sound of her voice.

“Hey Ma, what’s up?”

Then I heard my brother’s voice on the line too. And in that moment, my heart dropped. I knew something terrible had happened.

See, my oldest brother’s girlfriend had suffered a brain aneurysm just a couple of days before, and I thought they were calling with an update—maybe one we’d been dreading. But nothing prepared me for the words that came next.

“Your dad had a heart attack last night,” my mom said.

Pause. It felt like time itself stopped.

“…but he’s okay. He’s alive.”

All the feeling left my body in that moment. MY DAD had a heart attack?! How? Why? He’s athletic. He runs 5Ks like it’s nothing. This was not on my bingo card. I felt heartbroken, worried, fearful, and in complete shock. I didn’t know if I should cry or scream, so I did what I do best—I jumped into action.

“Where are y’all? What hospital? I’m gonna pick up the dog so y’all don’t have to worry about it. I’ll be at the hospital soon.”

But before I go further, let me rewind.

This blog is months in the making. My husband encouraged me to start writing again, especially because since January, God had been placing the song “More Than Able” by Maverick City Music on my heart over and over again. Each time I listened, He revealed something new. I honestly thought I’d be writing about faith on a macro level—how even when elections don’t go our way or when the world feels chaotic, God is still faithful. He still moves. He still changes situations.

I had no idea those revelations were preparing me for this. For the hardest week of my life.

But in true God fashion, He was getting me ready for such a time as this.

My life verse is Romans 8:28, and God continues to show me—again and again—that He’s working for my good even when I don’t see it, even when I don’t understand. That week, those lyrics became my lifeline. They held me together when everything else felt like it was falling apart.

Let me walk you through the five moments God used this song to speak directly to me.

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1. “You are more than able. Who am I to deny what the Lord can do?”

The first time I saw my dad in his ICU room, he didn’t look like himself. His skin was so dark. His eyes were dull. Machines beeped around him, tracking vitals I didn’t fully understand. The man I’ve always known as strong, vibrant, full of jokes and life, was now fragile and weak. I felt helpless—but not hopeless.

I looked at him and quietly whispered this line: “You are more than able. Who am I to deny what the Lord can do?”

Because who am I to say that healing can’t happen? That miracles don’t still show up?

I refused to give fear the final word.

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2. “Can you imagine with all of the faith in the room, what the Lord can do?”

We had faith. I had crazy faith. But I’ll never forget the nurse who looked at me with cautious eyes and said, “Hope for the best… but prepare for the worst.” I appreciated her honesty, but my spirit rejected that. Not out of denial—but because I knew what faith could do.

In that room, with my brother beside me and friends and family praying all over the country, I felt the atmosphere shift.

I imagined what would happen if we all just truly believed.

Can you imagine… what the Lord can do?

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3. “It’s gonna happen, just let the Waymaker through. He’s gonna move.”

There was a moment I’ll never forget. I had stepped out into the bathroom, locked the door, and let the floodgates open. I cried so hard I was afraid someone would hear me, so I silently screamed—releasing the weight of fear, grief, and exhaustion.

Then I wiped my tears, walked back into my dad’s room while he was asleep, and played this song softly from my phone. I laid my hands on his chest and prayed over his body. I prayed in English. I prayed in tongues. I spoke life. I asked the Waymaker to move.

And I’m telling you—I felt the darkness leave that room. I felt a release. I felt peace.

The next morning, the doctors said he was improving fast. He was being moved out of the ICU.

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4. “Anything is possible.”

The craziest part? He had another heart attack during that first ICU night.

The doctors didn’t know how he was still alive, still stable, still thriving.

But I did.

Because anything is possible with God.

He defies statistics. He breaks through human understanding.

He steps in when the situation seems irreversible and He reverses it.

He’s not just a healer. He’s the God of resurrection.

And we saw it firsthand.

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5. “You’re not done with me yet. There’s so much more to the story. Just let the Lord come through.”

My dad is here. He’s recovering. He’s living.

And I believe with my whole heart that God’s not done with him yet.

There is so much more to his story.

There’s more life.

More laughter.

More milestones.

More memories to make.

And this moment, as terrifying as it was, reminded me just how real and present God is. He was never absent. He was never not working. He was always near, always able, and always writing a story bigger than we could imagine.

So if you’re walking through something right now—whether it’s fear, uncertainty, or heartbreak—I want you to hear me when I say this:

God is more than able. And He’s not done with you yet.

Let the Lord come through.

My Message to the Strong Friend

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To the “strong friend”: it is okay to admit that you’re not okay. That is a sign of strength.

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If you don’t read anything else on this post, I want you to know that admitting your struggle and your hurt does not equate to you being weak. Strength is saying, “you know what? I’m hurting. And it’s okay. I will make it.” We all need somebody. No one can get through this life alone. Thinking that we can is a lie from the enemy.

The Bible says in James 5:16, “Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.” Healing comes through confessing our struggles to others. Healing comes once we face what we are going through head on and admit it.

Today, you may be feeling like living your life is no longer worth it. You may be feeling alone and lonely. Like no one understands. You may be feeling like you’re isolated on an island and thinking you’re the only person experiencing what you’re going through. Even in the midst of those feelings, you may still be encouraging your friends and family to get them through their stuff. You may be carrying the burdens of others and don’t think you can carry theirs and yours much longer. Release it today my friend. Cast all your cares on the Lord for He cares for you. His burden is easy and his yoke is light. Give it to Him!

You are worthy. You are loved. You are strong. And in your weakness, He (Jesus) is strong for you.

This time last year, I was struggling. See, I’m typically the strong friend. People come to me for advice and wisdom, and I give it with no hesitation. I can quote scripture and encourage people. That is a gift of mine. I love to do it. But when it was time to encourage myself, I couldn’t do it. I never understood how people could take their own lives until suicide was looking like my only option, and I attempted it…twice.

My family and friends tried to be there for me, but I retreated. I isolated myself because I didn’t want them to see how hurt I really was. So when they would call and text me, I would make it seem like I was doing okay. That I was making it. That the days we’re getting easier. But the exact opposite was true. I was drowning and depression was swallowing me up. I was at rock bottom. My faith in God diminished. I didn’t want to believe in Him any longer. I never understood how when tragedy happens, people blame God and turn from Him until it happened to me.

But you see, healing began to take place for me when I turned back to God and told Him that I was angry at Him and confessed my hurt, out loud. That was hard. Saying it out loud. Time doesn’t heal all wounds. Jesus does. I tried to shut Him out. I ran from Him. I honestly lost all faith and trust in Him. But He never left me. For that, I‘m grateful. When I finally ran back to Him, healing began to take place. I began to have new strength. New perspective. Then, I got real and expressed it to a couple friends and my mom. See, as bad as I didn’t want to, I had to face it head on. Avoiding it…bottling it up on the inside was killing me slowly. But man there was so much freedom in confessing it. I didnt have to smile through it. I didnt have to pretend. I was free to live in my hurt for a moment. I was free to express my sadness and my anger and my disappointment. It felt good. It FEELS good. 10259733-3b68-4aad-bd08-0f6084bf18a2_637052fa-7ebd-4b72-9ddd-ab3655029929_2048x2048

I can’t say that I’ve made it. To be honest, each day I’m still making it. I’m still recovering. I still have to renew my mind. I still have to cast down thoughts. Tears still form. But I’m still here. And the pain isn’t how it once was.

So, to the strong friend, seek help. Seek wise counsel. Seek a safe place to be vulnerable. You will be so glad you did. Then a year later, you will be able to look back and see how you made it through your toughest time. That is strength. ❤️

Xoxo
Disa B.

Feeling Discouraged?

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I know often times in life things don’t work out exactly how we wanted them to; our plans don’t pan out the way we expected. In those times, it is easy to get discouraged and easy to give up, but I want to urge you to not give up. Disappointment does not equal failure. Hearing a “no” does not mean you will never hear “yes”. If you give up now, you forfeit your promise. The enemy wants to steal, kill, and destroy. He wants to steal your joy and your hope. He wants to kill your dreams and passions. He wants to destroy the purpose God has for you. The enemy wants nothing more than to see you discouraged. To discourage means to dissuade or hinder; to deprive courage or confidence.  The enemy wants to take away your confidence in your purpose. He doesn’t want to see you fulfill the things God has destined for you. Just as he met Jesus in the wilderness to try to persuade Jesus that He didn’t need to fulfill the will of God after Jesus fasted for 40 days, the enemy wants to persuade you to not fulfill the will of God as well. He doesn’t want you to reach your promise land. He wants you to see closed doors as missed opportunities, not as provisions of God. He wants you to think you aren’t good enough, like you can’t fulfill your purpose, and that you don’t have the experience or resources needed to succeed. He will do anything to get you to quit. Discouragement is one of his tactics to get you to quit and unfortunately, a lot of us fall for it. But the good news is, we don’t have to.

discouragedJust as Jesus overcame the enemy’s tactics, so can we. All we have to do is fight back with the Word of God. That means we must first KNOW the Word and have it in our hearts. I would encourage you to memorize, study, and meditate on Scripture. It is the sword we use to fight back the enemy.

Knowing the Word of God also helps strengthen our faith and our confidence. There are thousands of promises in the Bible that still stand for us today and the Word of the Lord does not return void. If we remember these promises, we won’t believe the lies of the enemy when he tries to discourage us. God has promised you a future and a hope. His plans for you are good and not harmful. Don’t let your faith waiver because of your circumstances. Stand firm on the Word of God. Fight the enemy back. You already have the victory. You just have to believe it!

I pray this encouraged you. When you feel discouraged, pray. If you don’t know the words to say, just say Jesus. He will give you peace. He is the ultimate encourager. He will lift you up.

 

xoxo Disa B.

Going to the club isn’t a sin right?

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We need to stop asking if everything is a sin and start asking if it is a seed. I am a firm believer that things plant seeds in our hearts and those seeds will begin to grow eventually. (I will get back to this later).

I often wonder, if Jesus was live in the flesh, attached to our hip would we still do a lot of the things we do. I don’t think we would. If Jesus was attached to you, would you bring Him to the club, twerk, get wasted, or roll up with Him right there? I don’t think so. So why do we do it now? I mean as believers, the Holy Spirit lives within us right, so essentially He really is there right with us as we partake in activities like these. God sits high and looks low, so there is nothing we can do to hide anything from Him. We can keep no secret from God. He knows our thoughts. He sees our hearts.

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Don’t let this be you!

As Christians, our lives should bring glory to God. How is going to the club glorifying Him? How is drinking, smoking, and twerkin’ bringing Him any type of glory? It isn’t. You are surrounded by a bunch of unbelievers in the club who could really careless about God and right and wrong, yet you are there. The crazy part about it is that we can’t tell the difference between who the believer is and who the unbeliever is. I often say, if your life looks the same as it did before you were saved then you might not really be saved.

2 Corinthians 5:17 states, “This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun” (NLT). When we accept Jesus as Lord of our lives and as Savior, we should not look the same as we did before. We have been made into a new person, so the things we did before should not be the same things we do now.

I also believe that everything we do should have a purpose. Our ultimate purpose as a believers is to please God. Again, how is going to the club pleasing God? I know you aren’t in there ministering to people and trying to save souls. Earlier, I talked about how things plant seeds in our heart. I believe going to the club plants many negative seeds. I believe it plants seeds of lust, greed, sex, discontentment, envy, and many others. Going to the club might seem like just a good time or a way to unwind, but once you leave, you are feeling either the same or worse than you were before. You see people popping bottles that you can’t afford or you see all these women getting the attention you desire and wonder why no one is approaching you and it breeds envy and discontentment. Those seeds are not of God. So why put yourself in that situation.

Living+to+Please+God_T_nvAs a believer, there should be some places we should not go, some movies we will not watch, some music we will not listen to, and some clothes that we will not wear. If not, we look just like the world. We are called to be different, to stand out. No it’s not easy. If it was, everyone would be doing it. But I promise it is worth it!

Be bold. Stand out. We are in this world but not of this world! Let’s start acting like it!

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL!! I hope these first 5 days have been great and I hope the 360 others will be wonderful as well!!

xoxo
Disa F.

The Power of the Tongue

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Lately, I have been studying a lot about anger and the power of the tongue. I listened to a sermon by Trip Lee on the importance for words. (You can listen here.) What he was speaking really blessed me and encouraged me. I hope it encourages you too!

I am just going to keep it real with y’all. I have had a VERY hard time in the past controlling my tongue. I would be rude (I still can be sometimes, God is not done with me yet), I didn’t take the feelings of others into consideration, I would tear down instead of build up, I would curse and not bless, basically I was mean. In Trip Lee’s sermon, He focused on Matthew 12: 36-37 which states, “And I tell you this, you must give account on judgement day for every idle word you speak. The words you say will either acquit you or condemn you” (NLT). This seriously ROCKED me. It was like all the words I had ever spoken that went against everything God is went through my head and I was seriously convicted. I am so thankful to be saved by the grace given to us by the blood of Jesus. If it wasn’t for that, I know heaven wouldn’t be my final destination. 

I felt the need to share that because words are spoken with the tongue. I think we fail to realize how powerful our speech can be. We carry LIFE & DEATH in the tongue. How crazy is that?! We have the ability to build up or to tear down. We have the ability to encourage or discourage. We have the ability to bless or curse. We have the ability to speak truth or speak lies. We have all these abilities through our tongue. What has your tongue been doing? Does it cut people like a knife or does it soothe people? Has it caused turmoil in the lives of others or has it provided comfort and support? 

These are all questions I have to ask myself. There are so many things I have said to people that I wish I could take back. There are so many “do-overs” I wish I had so that I could speak life into people instead of taking life out of them. The thing with words is, once they come out, they can’t be taken back. The damage is already done. 

ImageThe Bible says that whatever is in our hearts determines what we say, so its not just about watching our words, its about checking our hearts. What are we feeding ourselves on a daily basis? Are we watching things that glorify tempers and anger? Are we listening to music that makes us want to fight? We must GUARD OUR HEARTS! What goes in determines what comes out. Our words are an accurate reflection of what is in our hearts. I urge you all to check your hearts and to start planting seeds that will produce good fruit. 

One area where I see the power of the tongue abused the most is in relationships. (I am so guilty of this). I’ve always known there were power in the words I spoke, but most of the time, instead of using my words for good, I used them for bad especially with my little boyfriends I had. I would manipulate them with my words, I would tear them down, make them feel inferior. Now when I look back on those situations, I realize my heart wasn’t right. I was insecure and was the one who really felt inferior. I was hurt and wanted them to hurt like I was hurting. Instead of building them up and encouraging them, I would nag, complain, and whine.

It wasn’t until I completely surrendered to God that things started to change. God completely changed my heart. He healed me, made me whole, and softened my heart. I am not going to say that I never slip and say something mean, because I do at times. But now when I do slip up and say something mean or rude, I feel convicted. I don’t want to say those types of the things any longer, where as before, it didn’t bother me at all. No one could change that but Jesus. Surrender to Him. I promise you WON’T regret it!

Ladies, I encourage you to build up your brothers in Christ and significant other. Don’t underestimate your influence when it comes to speaking words of encouragement to the men in your life. The world tears them down daily, so we should build them up daily. 

Men, I encourage you to build the women in your life up. Many are dealing with insecurities. Don’t add to that. Treat them with the respect they deserve.

I am sure you all are saying, “But Disa, how do I do that? What steps do I need to take?” In a nut shell:

1. You need to pray persistently. Come to God open and honest. Surrender yourself completely to Him. Tests will come, the enemy will attack, so be prepared.
2. You need to read your Bible. The more time you spend in His word, the more you begin to look like Him. 
3. You need to surround yourself with brothers and sisters in Christ who are encouraging and supportive and help build you and others up so that you see it in action.

It can be done. I promise. But it can ONLY be done with Jesus. Allow Him to wreck you so He can develop you into the Godly woman or man He has called you to be. 

xoxo
Disa 🙂

So You’ve Crossed the Stage…Now What?

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Graduation, whether from high school or college, is a wonderful milestone. You have accomplished the credentials needed to receive your degree and walked across the stage before family, friends, and classmates to get the diploma. Graduating is an end to one chapter and the beginning of another. It is a time of transition and change. I don’t know about you, but, although change is necessary to grow, change scares me. I like being comfortable and knowing what happens next. When you are in school, you know there will be a summer break and you will start again next year. You have a syllabus for every class and a schedule for all activities. Once you graduate, that is done. It is up to you to make a plan for your life. Making a plan with clear objectives and goals, both short-term and long-term, that need to be reached is a must! How can you begin the next chapter without a clear plan? You can’t. You will be stuck in the transition phase forever. Whether your goal is to get your career started, go to college, or get your masters degree, you must set objectives to reach this goal. Make lists, RESEARCH, NETWORK, work on your weaknesses, enhance your strengths. This is not a limited list. Do what it takes to succeed in what you want to do. If you want to do something in writing, start blogging, taking writing courses, etc. in order to enhance your writing skills. If you just graduated high school and want to go to college, research the different majors available so you can have an idea of what appeals to you and what you find interesting. 

Although it is always good to have a plan, realize that plans don’t always workout. We often need to have many backup plans or other options to choose from so we don’t get discouraged when one thing doesn’t work out. Life happens, things happen. We have to prepare for the unexpected. Finding a career in a bad economy is tough so you often have to have many different plans because the first one might not work out. I expected to have a job as soon as I graduated college. I did all the necessary things to prepare for this. I had internships, I graduated at the top of my class, I sent out resumes, I networked, but I am still unemployed. My first plan did not work out. Instead of getting discouraged, I went on to my second plan. I have crossed the stage and received my diploma, and I still did not have a job. My plan to have a job when I graduated did not work out. I then remembered some advice I got from one of my internship bosses at KPRC. He told me to not get discouraged if I do not have a job right away. This is the last time I will have a break because once you start working, summer breaks are over, spring breaks are over, and winter breaks are over. He told me to not stress out about it and to relax and enjoy my break. This is my second plan and is working out very well. Don’t get me wrong, I am still applying for jobs and sending my resumes out, but I am not stressing out about it. I recommend this for everyone. If you are having trouble landing a job and don’t have to work right away, don’t stress out about it. Your time will come. Relax. Enjoy your break. I know I am. 

No matter what your plans are, have a back up plan, don’t stress out, and enjoy your life. We are free from the stresses of school and midterms and term projects and term papers. We are in transition to begin the next stage of our lives that will bring about stresses of its own. Relax. Everything will work out in the end. 

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