A Slap in the Face


Have you ever been slapped in the face and you just kind of stand there in shock because you’re not exactly sure what just happened? Yeah, me too.


This past month, I was slapped across the face twice. One hurt, the other made me cry tears of relief and joy. Odd huh? Let me explain.

Sometimes things just don’t work and as much as we want them to, there’s times when we just need a reality check. I am the type of person who gives chance after chance after chance. I always try to see the good in people, and sometimes I get slapped across the face.

Sometimes people disappoint you. They hurt you. They lie to you. They take advantage of you. In all honestly, all we truly have is ourselves at the end of the day & I’ve come to accept that. That’s okay because it is something I am in control of… my own happiness. As some of my relationships have been going downhill, I decided to pray. I knew that I’ve been trying for far too long to be in control of my life but that obviously has not been working. So, I began to pray and I laid everything down at Gods feet.

Why have allowed for people to influence my relationship with God in the wrong way for so many years? Why have I been surrounding myself with people who are not helping me grow in my relationship with Him, but are leading me in the other direction? I knew it was time to change. As I was praying, I began asking God to show me what I needed to do, who I needed to get rid of, and what I needed to change. Not telling my mom any of this, she text me a sermon called “New You, New Relationships.” I immediately sat down and started taking notes. Following the 45 minute sermon over how we need to love like Jesus loves, I began questioning all of the relationships in my life and whether or not I was being loved by them as Jesus loves & if I was loving like Him. I was overcome by peace. I knew exactly what I needed to do. But, I still prayed for reassurance that I was making the right decisions.

The following day, as I was driving home from Amarillo, my aunt text me and told me to listen to the song “You Say.” As I was listening, I began to sob (literally bawling my eyes out, y’all) and I felt so at ease. The lyrics talked about how we are what God says we are. He loves us and he will overcome all of our hardships. Malissa told me that a friend of hers randomly told her that she felt like God was telling her that I needed to hear this song. How awesome is that? I literally felt a slap in the face of joy and peace and reassurance that I have never in my life experienced before.

Our God is good. 

I prayed and trusted in Him, and he answered.

As bad as it may sound or seem, I have not felt a sense of sadness or heartache. Not once have I felt anything other than peace. Although I have tried to take control again at times, God snaps me right back. He will remind me of the hurt or shame some have caused me and I immediately go back to Him and remember that I don’t deserve that.

The point of me saying all of this is that what you allow to happen & take over your mind and happiness, will continue to do so until you put a stop to it. Nobody deserves to have a disruption of their mental health. Nobody deserves to lay in bed at night wondering where YOU went wrong because you constantly blame yourself for others actions. Nobody deserves to feel like a doormat.

Rise up, cut people off, clear your mind, and go with the flow. God is in complete control of your life as long as you let Him. But, no matter how far we seem to turn away from Him, he loves us so much that the second we turn back, He is right there.

Listen to Him. Trust Him. Love like Him. 


“Girl, get ahold of your life. Stop medicating, stop hiding out, stop being afraid, stop giving away pieces of yourself, stop saying you can’t do it. Stop the negative self-talk, stop abusing your body, stop putting it off for tomorrow or Monday or next year. Stop crying about what happened and take control of what happens next. Get up, right now. Rise up from where you’ve been, scrub away the tears and the pain of yesterday, and start again . . . Girl, wash your face!”



With love,


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