“Both tears and sweat are salty, but they render a different result. Tears will get you sympathy; sweat will get you change.” -Jesse Jackson
I felt guilty even when I was writing that last post. Now, a few hours after publishing it, I am feeling so overwhelmed by guilt and feelings of ridiculousness and the incessant need to clarify that I can’t even sleep.
I was writing that post about college being a waste of time/money and how I can’t find a job in my field and a general “Waaaaah! Waaaaaaah! Waaaaaah!” and all I kept thinking is, “Alissa, you know better than this.” And I do.
I know way better.
You see, everything in my last post was true, BUT I have this little thing called faith. And the faith that I have moves mountains. I have overcome insurmountable odds to get where I am today. God has blessed me tremendously beyond my wildest expectation. I feel like my last post gave the impression that He hasn’t or that He was through blessing me. He isn’t.
One of my favorite scriptures in the Bible is Psalm 37:5 - “I was young and now I am old, yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken or their children begging bread.”
I love that scripture because it is so true. God has never, ever, ever forsaken me. Ever. He has come through for me every single time. He’s the definition of “clutch”. (Think Lakers’ Ron Artest, 2010 Western Conference Finals Game 5). So, why do I allow myself the pity party as if I do anything other than WIN every time anyway? Continue reading