The end of 2021 was a dark time in my life. The word was something I needed. My soul felt like it had been dragged through the mud. I was heavy and soaked in despair. The word chose me, I didn't choose the word.
Peace.
I sought how to bring peace with my surroundings. I set to work on creating a budget plan and for the rest of 2022 I refined my budget system. I would also start doing more good, charity work, in 2022.
Something that feels selfishly good is when you can help someone else out. Searching for peace lead me on a spiritual path to finding to Christ, who just happens to be, in Isiah 9:6, the Prince of Peace. And in April 2022 I was saved again. This time I really planned to give my heart to Jesus, everyone was telling me that through Christ and God, I would feel restored.
Building routines helped with my inner peace. I also started to discern that if something disturbed my peace, it was because I wasn't setting firm boundaries. A huge factor in peace is boundaries.
This was a year about boundaries as much as peace. How to be vulnerable, but in a safe and secure way. I learned time and again what happened when I didn't respect my own boundaries, it would get me in awkward social situations. Having boundaries also means having a strong sense of self worth.
You have to believe you are worthy of protecting your inner peace, its what you will and will not tolerate. You start listening to your gut instinct and trusting it more and more even after all the trauma because what didn't kill you made you strong.
And to that I made peace with a lot of the past. I think I did good this year in 2022, I am on a good path. I have goals and I'm not letting any one disturb my peace of mind and distract me from being all I can be.
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