I am strong – I am blessed.

A few months ago, I came across this one minute video of a young dad standing in front of the mirror with his daughter who is preparing to go to preschool. She appears to be three or four years old. As I watched him speak and her repeat the same words, words of life, I was moved to tears. There are so many voices, from the time we are little, that lie to us about our identity, of who God made us to be.

I immediately decided to start doing this same exercise almost daily with my daughter, Ella, and also speaking it over my nine month old son, Ryan. I quickly realized that I also needed to be speaking these words for myself. We change the words up but essentially claim the truths of who God says that we are.

I am strong. I am loved. I am respectful. I am not better than anyone else, and no one is better than me.  If I fall down, I get back up. I am blessed.

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