Daily Delight

Monday, April 25, 2016

Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she laughs at the time to come. -Proverbs 31:25

I know I am strong. I always have been. I have got an iron will and I do not budge easily on the things I believe in.

As a teenager and well into my twenties, I just wanted to be right. Ask my parents. They will tell you that the more things fired at me, the harder I would dig my heels in to resist. I was scrappy, and I certainly took them for a ride. Bless them.

What a prideful person I was. Those were painful years. I was trying so hard to do everything on my own, and it left me so empty, graceless, and without dignity. Only pride remained in those years.
Pride will gut you. It will make you a shell of a person and leave you numb.

Hard lessons learned, a lot of grace, and many years later, I have found that strength means choosing your battles, not always having the last word, and turning the other cheek. I have also learned that the strength and dignity I now carry is not mine.

I have to ask God for His strength.

When I ask Him, He always gives it to me. The dignity I receive from asking for His strength is His blessing. I now no longer wear my own pride, but I am covered in His.

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About the Author

Kelli Galpin≫ ≫Like any good introvert, Kelli enjoys coffee, sitting under a pile of blankets in her reading chair, and writing down the silly thoughts that come into her head. She was born and raised in Iowa, but moved to Middle Tennessee almost a decade ago to escape the cold winters. Her main goal in life is to make you laugh and realize no one has their stuff together. (Thank goodness!) She has a blog that’s approximately one minute old, but she’d love for you to pay it a visit at LateBloomerChronicles.net 


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