#30daysofbrave 10/30: "You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore."
TODAY'S BRAVE ACTDONE.
Today's brave act is to:
Ask three consecutive 'whys' to someone today.
By asking WHY three times we go beyond the surface-level habitual responses and get to the real root of a question or problem.
or.... yesterday's, now
as it is 12am
but can I ask you?
gimme a moment, doing these challenges get harder and harder each day.
first one will be why do you think I struggle so hard with forgiving myself?
I think it's because you have low self esteem
why do you think low self esteem is such a relevant issue in my life?
I think it's because you've been emotionally abused by a lot of people starting with your biological father. And depression plays a huge part in that as well
then lastly, why, as in what is the greatest obstacle I face which stops me from overcoming this flaw of mine?
Moving out of your parents house.
I feel your daddy is constantly criticizing you unnecessarily and it makes you worse.
he, too, thinks I'll grow more, once I move out
INSPIRING QUOTE OF THE DAY
"You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore."
- ANDRE GIDE
TODAY'S WORDS OF AFFIRMATION
TODAY'S JOURNAL PROMPTS
- A recent fear that I would like to overcome …
- Why does this fear make me feel scared and uncomfortable?
- Why does matter to me that I overcome this fear?
- Why have I been previously been unable to overcome this fear?
The fear of letting go and trusting. It weighs me down in my spiritual growth.
Trusting people and the Lord requires to face the unknown. It also require to let go of what I want to believe to be true. It requires facing and letting go of memories of being let down by the very people one would think you could trust.
It matters to me that I overcome this, because I don't want to be held back anymore. I want to trust God some much that my confidence is in Him alone. I wanna get on with my life without always limping spiritually.
Each time I try to overcome this fear, though, something happens to trip me up and I give up. When I rise enough, to walk, someone else betrays me, another person abandons me, someone strikes an unhealed wound, and I'm hiding again...
Luceo non uro,