Living Life Honestly

It isn't hard to believe that life is difficult. It isn't easy to believe that it gets better. It is easy to quit. To give up. To drop everything you think you've worked hard for. Easy to let go of everything that's made you come to this the point in your life. And it is so much harder to stick around. To hold your ground. To breathe in and breathe out. To say "I can do this." And I believe it is because we forget. We forget that it isn't "I can do this." it's "I can do this because God is with me, and helping me."

I will admit, I started this blog in hopes to encourage people, to build an atmosphere of good vibes and happy thoughts. But that doesn't attract people. It isn't raw. It isn't honest. We aren't 100% all the time. And if you believe you are, maybe ask yourself again. We are all struggling in life. And encouragement is good, it is helpful. But only helpful from an honest standpoint. Being the optimist doesn't always work.

So, I've come here to express what is true and honest. I deal with denial. I deal with refusing to admit when I am not really okay. I struggle with sitting on my knees in front of God and praying to Him when I am in need. Because I want to be perfect. I want to be the best daughter of God who prays everyday and listens to the elders and follows the right path. And it took me so long to realize that that is not a tangible way of living.

No one is perfect. In fact, perfect is such an over used word that it has almost become meaningless. But in the bible, perfect describes God's love. God's character. God's mercy. God's power. God's eternal grace. So why do we think that we can live up to the word? We can't. I can't. So stop trying.

With all things exposed, I'll be upfront. This is a place of encouragement. But not in the uppety way of "you go girl!" "You got this!". It's a place of honest cries, honest thoughts, and honest prayers to encourage everyone to let their heart let go of the perfect. To open up and let God be the one to help. And this will be a roller coaster, and I hate roller coasters. But I love God, and I know that He's in the seat next to me, letting me squeeze the heck out of His hand as I scream in fear of life. And that is honest.