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Dear 2020,

Girl you thought you could take me out, but 2019 already tried. You see, I lost my husband that December, then I buried him in January. My village was strong, but my circle was even stronger. My faith was big, but it grew even bigger. You see, I already had wings, I just spread them even wider. I already knew that I could fly, so I just flew a little higher.

Yes, you sat me down, but it was in that quietness, that God spoke even louder. It was in those quiet moments that I was able to ask God what his plan was for my life. It was in those moments that I opened up the bible and read. It was in those moments that I realized that the answers were there all along.

“I will not be shaken.” -Psalm 16:8

“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
    and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” -Psalm 34:18

Jabez cried out to the God of Israel, “Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain.” And God granted his request. 1 Chronicles 4:10

2020, you couldn’t break me. I was never yours to break. Oh, yes ma’am, I did bend, but that’s what I call resilience. 2020 you taught me the true definition of strength. 2020 you gave me the courage to live out my purpose. In fact, you allowed me to discover peace. You made me realize that God loves me so much.

2020 you didn’t win, I did.