Stay in Control

So last night I prayed for humility. I knew it was a prayer that needed to be said because I prayed each word with a little bite.

Like my ego was saying, “I don’t need to be more humble. I’m perfect as I am and humility is for p-” and my spirit was like, “Shut the hell up, ego! I’m tryna keep us out of the eternal pit! *Clears throat* As I was saying Lord, help me to tame my arrogant ways.”

And, yes, I recognized the possibility that I may suffer from schizophrenia. But that’s irrelevant.

The point is, I’ve started telling myself, “no.” Yesterday I got home after work, ready to chow down on some lit sushi. But then I realized I wanted it too much. So I decided to fridge the food, shower, and straighten up a bit. Then ate.

Like a city whose walls are broken through is a person who lacks self-control. (Proverbs 25:28)

It’s pretty empowering to feel in control of your own behaviors. Spirit leading the body and not the other way around.

Stay in control,

*Rae

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Clothed in Christ & No Muffin Tops

I’ve started waking up extra early, take my time and do full make-up. Contouring, smoky eye, the works.

And though vanity is something I got to keep in check, I’ve noticed I feel better about myself when I take time for myself.

Also another big confidence booster was getting rid of all the clothes that didn’t fit my body and lifestyle.

Y’all know how liberating it is to go in your closet and know everything fits in the most flattering way? To be able to focus on color and pattern- not size.

It’s like having a little shop just for my frame. Everything is size Rae! Yay!

But it’s really not about clothes. Or wearing the latest and greatest. It’s about knowing my value and dressing myself like I’m worth the time and effort.

Cuz I totes am.

For all my shapely sisters out there, God didn’t make you from a cookie cutter. You are uniquely beautiful. 

To keep this post short like my attention span, I’ma slap a Bible verse on it and close. 

So in Christ Jesus you are all children of God through faith, for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ. (Galatians 3:26-27)

I like to think being clothed with Christ doesn’t include a muffin top lol (:

Be blessed,

*Rae

Buh-Bye, Strapless Sin Suits

Like I mentioned in Reality Check, Mah Ninja, I’m going through a period of identity transformation.

I’ve never been good at fashion. My whole life was sweats and tees to hide the ol’ jelly belly. Then I lost weight. From there, if I could get it around the middle, would wear it.

So my closet was a smorgasbord of “why do you still own this?!” type of clothing that once defined my life.

But I’m a new creature in Christ and need to clothe myself accordingly.

Which is why I’m getting rid of anything lifestyle inappropriate or too small. Unfortunately, most items I’ve gone through are both. 😦

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Reality Check, Mah Ninja

My cultural identity has evolved over the years. Growing up biracial in the South, I didn’t know whether to listen to Skynyrd or Pac. (So I chose both)

Being submerged in two distinct Southern cultures saturated with Christian teachings has its advantages and disadvantages.

Disadvantage: Making decisions without feeling ostracized by your peers who are, for all intents and purposes, walking stereotypes.

Example: When dealing with escalated confrontation from another party do I kick they ass? Bless their heart? Or turn the other cheek?

Advantage: Realizing you get the best of all worlds.

Example: When dealing with escalated confrontation from another party, I use a progressive strike system. Turn the other cheek, bless their heart, then kick they ass.

Yeah… Jesus puts in overtime with me. #workinprogress

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