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My pep wall...





I always look forward to the beginning of a new year..
Each new year brings with it a load of endless possibilities, a reason to start again,perhaps revisit failures and mistakes of the past year and do and be better.
And every new year,I excitedly project my hopes and dreams
And pray that God in his mercies would make my dreams come true..
This year 2016 has been no exception..

A few days ago,I had a little quiet reflection of all the
Dreams,goals and objectives I had set for 2016 and beyond
And a little cloud of doubt appeared to be looming over me.
A picture of the past year was painted before me,
As the challenges,difficulties and the goals written yet never achieved were
Amplified before me.
I recognised the pattern only too well..

Have you ever tried to lunch out and yet you feel like a voice is saying...slow down
Every one else failed so why would you be an exception?
Does any body know that familiar feeling of self doubt that dashes your high expectations and just leaves you feeling lack lustre...
It is a strategy of the enemy we know only too well..
We start the year inspired,attend all the goal setting seminars and workshops,
Talk and dream big for a day or two and then poof..the steam is out..
Our passion is dead and we are back to same old,same old.

Look back at the cross-over night into 2016...the celebration,the joy,the 'happy New Years 'said to friends and family and the wishes and prayers that followed..
A few weeks go by and then reality sets in as we are faced with the mundane things of life.
As the enemy tries to paint to us another picture..that just maybe we shouldn't be so hopeful and expectant.

So how do I overcome these doubts? How do I stay motivated and keep my faith alive..
I remember as a single lady...my bathroom used to be my pep-room..and I had a pep wall.
I had so many scriptures stuck to the wall so every morning and night as I got into my bathroom
These scriptures were constant reminders of who God made me and the plans and thoughts he had for me...
Today I have hidden them in my heart and the holy spirit brings them to my remembrance.
Eph 3:20 is one of my favourites..now to him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think,according to the power that worketh in us.

Our victory this year and How much we would achieve is determined by what goes on in the battlefield of our minds...we can be all That God says we would be...regardless of our past successes or failures..
When the enemy gives us a reason to doubt..let's remind him of what God's promises say concerning us..
When we limit ourselves by our own doubts and insecurities may we encounter destiny magnets that would propel and push us to believe again and lunch out..
May our dreams not be aborted by fear..but may we find the faith and courage in Gods word and presence to keep us relevant as we make a difference in 2016.

Challenge for the week...
1.Create a pep-wall and stick scriptures on it that inspire and encourage you.
2.Write down every thought that is not consistent with God's word for your life and find an opposing scripture for it.
3.Identify a destiny magnet around you and spend time with them.



God bless you as you stay encouraged..







Comments

Unknown said…
A word in season
27 January 2016 at 05:25
Unknown said…
Yay!!! Welldone madam,timi
27 January 2016 at 21:59
Stella Agwor said…
Amen darling..God help us.love to the family.
28 January 2016 at 00:43
Stella Agwor said…
Thanks Timi dear..God bless you.
28 January 2016 at 00:44
Unknown said…
Fantastic Stella.. God help us
12 February 2016 at 21:53
Unknown said…
Fantastic Write up Stella 🙏🙏
12 February 2016 at 22:01
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