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MY DEFINITION OF STRONG

How strong are you....

Is strength measured by physical attributes,how tall,muscular and powerful a person is...
Is it measured by mental prowess,your accomplishments,your degrees and certificates..
Is it measured by your association and the people you have at your command...

What truly qualifies you as strong..
as I walked through the corridors of my work place these were the thoughts that plagued
my mind.. what does it mean to be strong..who is a strong person..
and as I thought about it..I began to see ...the true definition of strength

I saw the man and woman who refused to give up on his dreams but pursue It because He believed God that no matter how many times he had failed..He was a success waiting to happen..
I saw that girl who dared to be different,to walk in dignity and chastity even though every one thought her to be old fashioned..
I saw the Mother who refused to give up on her straying Husband or child..who kept confessing and speaking that He would be all that God created him to be..
I saw the couple who have chosen to stay and make their marriage work and not choose divorce as the only option.
I saw the Man who is not moved by his past..but is determined that his later would be greater..
I saw the woman who has refused to live in regret or bitterness but wakes up every morning expectant with the past behind her..
I saw the man,woman,boy or girl who had not given up on God.... staying faithful waiting for the promises of God to come true in their lives..
I saw people who had a smile on their face...a conviction in their heart and  positive words in their mouths..encouraging and motivating others despite what they have gone through or are going through..


This is My definition of strong...
and I know just as this strikes a chord in my heart it would in yours
You are stronger than you imagine...look back and see where you have come from
see where the Lord has brought you from..A mighty long way..
You thought were never going to graduate from school but see where you are now..
You thought you were never going to get married...
You thought you were not going to survive the heart break,the hurt and the pain..
There are somethings you went through that you thought were never going to end
BUT...IT CAME ....TO PASS..
see how far you have come...You are stronger than you imagine

Strength has nothing to do with what you have or don't have but Who and what you know.
They that know their God would be strong...
If you know He is your Provider,your Source,the one who watches over you,the one who favours
you,The one who perfects all that concerns you..You would not be moved...

So today I look at my reflection in the mirror and I see a strong woman..
I see a woman who would not stop believing and standing on God's word.
I see a woman who is not defined by the world or her experiences but by Every Word that God has Spoken..
I know that no matter what comes my way..
I am strong enough to overcome It because my source of strength is Christ Alone.

You are the definition of strong.....and so am I.

Stay Strong..
God bless you.

Dan 11:32b ''but the people that do know their God shall be strong, and do exploits.''
Provs 24:10''If thou faint in the day of adversity, thy strength is small.''

Comments

Lauretta said…
Hi dear woman of God you are indeed an inspiration. Thanks for the reminder that we are strong because of who we know. God bless you.
9 November 2013 at 15:58
Sola Fola-Alade said…
Excellent piece Stella.
10 November 2013 at 05:27
Stella Agwor said…
AMEN Lauretta,thanks for reading and commenting...God bless you dear.
10 November 2013 at 15:28
Stella Agwor said…
Thank you so much for commenting Pastor Sola,really honoured,God bless you Sir.
10 November 2013 at 15:29
Unknown said…
I got to your blog from Google+ and I must say I am blessed just reading this. I love your take on what constitutes true strength and I agree with you. It is not measured by physical structure/prowess because some of the physically strong ones are the weakest in all the ways which matter that has been listed in this piece. Thanks for sharing and do stop by at my blog: http://www.unyimeivymusings.com.God bless you.
16 November 2013 at 17:53
Stella Agwor said…
Thank you so much ma for reading and commenting..God bless you..I must say your blog is so rich..would be taking my time to digest it all and get truly inspired..congrats on your book..when would copies be made available in the uk..would so look forward to reading it..God bless you Ma
16 November 2013 at 18:38
Faith Defined said…
This is a good example of how to become more strong with the challenge that we experienced in our individual life. You cannot be called a strong person if you were not able to experience a struggle in your life. So, one thing you need to have is a strong faith in god to make you more even strong.
14 August 2016 at 14:31
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