Tag: death

• Bury the lies

  Recently I buried my moms ashes. It was the morning before and God whispered to me “Your thoughts are lying to you.” It was true I did believe everything I thought. I believed no one liked me. I believed I was never good enough. I just could never believe that I was loved and accepted no matter how hard I tried. In that moment my eyes were opened and I believed. I believed I spent my life listening to the lies of the past. Instantly I believed who God said I was that I am loved and accepted excatly as I am. I decided in that moment I was done. It took me a lifetime to get there. It was time to stand up. To stand tall and believe what God said to me. The promise He gave me so long ago that He would change my name. That I would no longer be ugly but beautiful. No longer afraid but fearless and no longer insecure but confident. I was stepping into who God made me to be. So the next day I stood up and I walked. As we stood at the gravesite and watched the hole being dug where my daughter would place my moms ashes. I thought about my life and how buried I had been by all the lies I believed for so long. It was a darkness that penetrated my mind. We stood there and my aunt asked would anyone like to say anything. Silence. Some moments require no words. This was that moment. I watched as my daughter placed the ashes down into the darkness and I felt more liberated than I ever have in my life. I watched as dirt piled up around her and with her it was over. I was done and the lies were buried and I was free to be who I was always meant to be. Happy, joyous and free. 💜

  January 28, 2025

  bible, death, faith, god, jesus

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