I'm Still Here

I don’t talk about my faith to convince anyone. I talk about it because it’s how I’ve survived and how I continue to survive. Even when I don’t understand what God is doing, I’ve learned how to recognize His presence.

If you walked a day in my shoes, you wouldn’t need convincing. Your belief would come naturally. There are parts of my life that, on paper, should have led to depression, hopelessness, or giving up altogether. And while I’m honest about the fact that I chose therapy and support along the way, I also know this: God was with me.

I survived teenage pregnancy, failed relationships, stagnant seasons, and financial insecurity and I didn’t lose myself in the process. Many wouldn’t have made it through what I did with their mental health intact. I’m not saying this to boast. I’m saying it because survival like this isn’t accidental.

I survived to be a testimony.

I survived to be a witness.

I survived to share how good God is.

I survived so that you can too.

There was a time I used to ask God, “Why me?” and that was me pitying myself. But Scripture says, God is within her; she will not fail. And if God is within me, then I can’t fail

as long as I believe and trust Him.

Every test and every storm has made me greater. Everything meant to knock me down only made me stronger.

Teenage pregnancy but still a high school graduate. Failed relationship #1; yet I pulled myself out of the mud and bought a home for myself and my children. Failed relationship #2; still a homeowner, grateful thriving children, and a job promotion.

And now? I’m moving forward finishing my college degree and stepping fully into my purpose.

If you’re reading this and wondering how you’re still standing, let this be your reminder you’re not doing it alone. You may not understand what God is doing right now, and that’s okay. You don’t have to understand His plan for Him to be present with you. Faith doesn’t always come with clarity; sometimes it’s just getting up again, breathing through the hard moments, and trusting that God is nearer than you feel. If He carried me through seasons that should’ve crushed me, He can meet you right where you are too. You don’t have to have it all figured out. You just have to keep believing, keep choosing yourself, and keep trusting that survival isn’t the end of your story it’s the beginning of your testimony.

If you’re still here, God isn’t finished with you.

CB 🦋.