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The 4 Ws

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These 4 components are a staple to my everyday "routine".  Once I am victorious in the first one, I MUST do the other three.  If not, my day is off.  I equate it to how many feel when they don't get that first cup of coffee lol Wake-up - God has given me another day ! Never take for granted the air that you breathe.  It wasn't the alarm clock that woke you up.  It was God!  Because He woke you up, you were able to hear the alarm clock go off.  Because I am grateful for life, it leads me to Worship. Worship- I begin to thank Him for the blessings.  I spend time with Him seeking wisdom and clarity and focus and direction.  Psalm 37:23 (TPT) " The steps of the God-pursuing ones  follow firmly in the footsteps of the Lord,  and God delights in every step they take to follow him."  It's in worship the I receive my instructions and charge for the day.  How will I know what I'm purposed to do unless I ask the One who cre...

Worship So Hard

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Worship So Hard When I don't have the words to pray.... I worship  When I don't think I have the strength to get through the day... I worship.  See worship is more than a song. It's what pulls you through when you feel like you can't go on. See worship is more than just a rhythm and beat.... it's what lifts you up when life knocks you off your feet. So although I may be quiet, it doesn't mean that I am silent.  Because it is through worship that I say the most.

Overcomer

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The photo on the left (pink dress & hat) is of my very first fashion show in Baltimore, MD in 2000. Since I am only 5'6", I don't fit the requirements for a runway model, so I had to make sure I was skinny enough to be considered. The picture on the right was a fashion show for designer Crissy Phillips in Philadelphia in 2014 (I think). Every time I look at this picture, now, I can only just give thanks and praise that I was spared.  I did not end up a casualty of the disease that had me in bondage for so long. At the age of 24, I was barely 100 pounds.  But I didn't think that was a problem.  I was only focused on one thing: being thin!  If I would have even imaged myself as the picture on the right, I probably would have sacrificed all I had to get some kind of plastic surgery to prevent weight gain.  See, my left picture self looked at my right picture self as fat.  Although I am still small, compared to what I was, my thinking was I was fat. ...

This lonely road.....of addiction

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Yes, you read that correct.  Having an eating disorder is an addiction.  For me, it started out as an addiction to be thin.   I mean I was obsessed. I would look at pictures of women in magazines and on TV and wish that I could be as thin as they were. I would put certain pictures on the wall as my goal!   Yea I covered it up by the fact that it was a model and I just liked the clothing that she was wearing or I liked the pose. I was a great master of disguise.   I was addicted to not eating I was addicted to binging I was addicted to purging I was addicted to diet pills I was addicted to the rush I was addicted to the control I was addicted to how I looked I was addicted to the attention  The many nights I stayed to myself not wanting to leave the house because hanging with friends meant eating food.... The many nights I wanted to hang out with friends because...... My thoughts were all over the place Sometimes I was up, someti...

Eating Disorder Testimony

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Eating Disorder Testimony Please excuse the sound quality of this video.  This was the very first time I openly shared my story of my battle with Anorexia and Bulimia.  I connected with my sister Pamela with an organization called Girls Like Us via Myspace (I know ancient history) and she asked me to share my story at her event she was having.   I was so nervous.  I didn't know what to say or how to make it sound pretty. But all I needed to share was my truth from my heart.  It didn't matter how shaky my voice was.  It didn't matter how many times I said um.  All I know is that some young lady need to hear my story!  They needed to hear there was someone just like them.  Someone that understood.  Someone that "got it." The same way I shared with complete strangers that day, I'm sharing this with you in hopes that it gets shared with someone else.  Whether it's someone you know personally that is struggling wi...