by His Strength.

So, hello. HAPPY JUNE!

This week didn’t go like I thought it would. It was the first week that my job was having summer session, so my work schedule is changing a lot with me having more hours there, so I’d have to adjust for my creative work and workouts at the gym a little bit. I was a little nervous, but eager to do my best at making sure everything was squared away…my lunches for the week, my sleep, my routines for morning and night…

And then I got some sort of stomach bug or food poisoning the night before the week began, and I truly didn’t feel back to normal until Wednesday afternoon/Thursday.

Despite my pain (and several trips to the bathroom throughout the day. Sorry if that’s TMI, but it’s just real life, y’all), I went to work, and I put my hours in, knowing it was the first week, and I didn’t want to start off short of hours or unorganized with everything. It was pretty frustrating, to be honest. I’d like to think that I didn’t complain or whine about it at all, but I’m pretty sure constantly talking about it with my boyfriend, saying how much I was hurting and wishing I could eat or trying to figure out remedies for myself probably counted as whining/complaining.

I truly tried to stay positive through the process, and still do my job the best I could despite not feeling 100%. And looking back on it now, I remember thinking during that time, God, I had been complaining/was nervous about this new work schedule, and here I am sort of sick trying to go through with this. Without coffee, might I add. I would’ve been fine with this schedule the way it was had I been feeling normal.

That thought right there made me realize what God might have been showing me…that I have to depend on His strength to get me through the things I may be dreading instead of worrying about it all. Honestly, my personal strength would’ve failed trying to do all of that while having the bubble guts, but I had to fully rely on God to get me through each day.

I just felt Him whisper to me, This is how it should be every day. Not just on the days you feel physically sick, emotionally torn up, mentally drained, spiritually separated, but every single day.

God is currently teaching me a lot, and this personal little lesson of mine is just one of the things that I’m trying to do better with. It doesn’t mean that I can’t be strong, but His Strength is greater than any effort I could ever make. And even though I talked about how sick I was a lot, my mind felt a little more at peace knowing that I was going to be able to make it through the week with the Lord on my side.

So, I encourage any of you who are feeling weak in any area of your life to remember to rely on God’s Strength to carry you through. It puts our lives in perspective to remind ourselves that we can make all the plans we want, have a set outline for things, expect things to go a certain way, but ultimately, the Lord’s Will will happen and if that involves us being put in a position that’s uncomfortable for us or even just living our lives as we normally would, then we are to rely on Him fully and whole-heartedly.

And maybe that’s why He allows us to go through unexpected things like stomach issues on the first week of summer session…so we can better learn to rely on Him, and look to Him more in that situation, and translate back to when everything is “normal,” again.

Just something I learned this week that I wanted to share! Definitely not something I’m an expert on just because I experienced it once. I know that I’ll be presented with opportunities to continue to grow in this area, and I pray that I’ll continue to do my best to choose His way over mine, and learn from the things He allows me to go through!

#MishyWrites 🦋

Behind the Words: “Cookie”

What do you find most attractive about yourself?

For the sake of this blog post, I’m asking the above question specifically about a physical part of yourself that you’re attracted to.

Why the emphasis on physicality? you may ask. Mishy, we’re already hounded by everyone about how we look – by ourselves, social media, our friends and family, the people at our schools and jobs…WHY would you try to make this post about HOW. WE. LOOK?

Because how you physically look doesn’t matter…but it does.

why physical appearance doesn’t matter…

Your physical appearance doesn’t (and shouldn’t) matter when it comes to how people treat you. Each and every person should be treated with genuine kindness regardless of what they look like.

Physical appearance also doesn’t/shouldn’t matter when getting a job or obtaining support for your craft. I was talking with my friend Jas (one-half of the music group KidzinaKorner) about this earlier this week when she pointed out that people who are more physically or aesthetically pleasing but not as talented will get more support, recognition, and love than someone who is super talented, but not as physically/aesthetically pleasing.

And GUYS. I don’t know about you, but that sucks. You know what it makes me feel like sometimes? It makes me feel like my poetry, my motivational videos, my blog, any of my creative work really, won’t be taken seriously enough unless I post videos of me twerking, or pictures of me looking all sexy with my butt cheeks hanging out, or if my face isn’t all done up, you get what I mean.

This isn’t to bash anyone who does post those aspects about themselves, but I know myself, my brand, what I stand for, and those things do not fit the bill. And I refuse to post those things just to get more followers, views, support, clout. Because then it wouldn’t be authentic; it’d just be an insecure move on my part to gain some sort of earthly success that, in the long run, doesn’t matter.

why physical appearance does matter…

With that rant over, I will say that your physical appearance does matter because it is a part of you! It’s one piece the Lord created you with to add to your unique, complex person, and it matters because you matter! And you should love what you have been given in this aspect, and take care of it.

That being said, everyone’s physical appearance matters, no matter what they look like – skin color, hair type, body shape, bare/made up face, piercings and tattoos, etc. And whatever someone looks like, we should embrace them for who they are, and not just define who they are by how they look. Because again – it’s just a PIECE of who that person is.

let me take a selfie…

{No, I definitely don’t miss that song, in case you were wondering.}

This week, I decided to have a little self-portrait session because it had been a while since the last time I did so. Of course, I thought about my color-theme for my Instagram, and how I could incorporate it, and what I could wear/how I could pose that was different from the things I’d worn, and poses I’d done before.

I decided on a head wrap, since I’d never attempted it before, and I also wanted to show as much of my brown skin as possible from the neckline up. And as I took the pictures, I will admit that I wasn’t thinking much about what I’m about to write to you now. But all the thoughts came as I was editing the photos, and planning what I was going to post and the meaning behind it all.

***You can find a couple of these self-portraits on my Instagram: @mishywrites

there is a RIGHT WAY to answer this question…

If I were to ask myself the question I asked you at the beginning of this post, I would answer that my hair is the most attractive part of me. And as I thought about the reasoning behind that I realized it was because it’s one of the main things I get complimented on when people see me. It’s also one of the first things that catches a person’s eye about me, probably because it’s so big.

But I answered that question based off of other people’s opinions of what they found to be an attractive part of me. So, I adapted my answer to fit that. But that would mean I didn’t answer the question correctly because it’s about what I think is the most attractive part of myself.

So, when I looked at the photos I took of me, with my hair tucked away in a headwrap, my bare face showing…I realized that there was so much more to me than just my hair. So much more I loved about myself, and was proud and grateful to have. Things I noticed that maybe other people didn’t notice right away (and I mean, can I really blame them, my hair does cover about 25% of me all the time lol), like my skin tone (which, I’d like to say is cookie-colored 😍🍪), my lips, the shape of my face.

healing’s a process.

If you’ve been keeping up with me lately, you will know that I’ve been healing from some self-love/self-esteem issues that had been eating away at me for months. Those negative thoughts not only affected how I viewed myself when I was alone, but it also affected how I viewed myself in my relationships, causing me to question what my friends or my boyfriend truly thought of me.

And I also became discouraged in my creative work, especially since I promote all the time on social media, and seeing so many attractive people succeeding merely for the fact that they were attractive while I was putting in long hours outside of my day-to-day job was disheartening. It made me feel like I wasn’t attractive since I wasn’t succeeding in that way, or making progress in what I wanted to do.

Honestly, I’m currently still doing so much healing because for thoughts like that to affect you so negatively that much for months means that the healing process has to take that same amount of time, and most likely, longer than that. There are moments when I feel like I’ve gotten over it, and then I’ll slip right back into doubting who I am. But it’s all a process, and I believe going through my social media cleanse, and doing this self-portrait session of myself have been just a couple of steps in moving forward from the self-doubt funk I was in.

And of course, writing about it privately, and even being able to share it here on my blog has helped a ton too! I hope my experiences are able to help you if you’ve ever felt like this before.

permission: granted!

So, I ask you again: What do YOU find most attractive about yourself?

And when I ask this question, this is a moment to brag on yourself. Seriously, I feel like people are so timid to say what they think is physically attractive about themselves for fear that they’re coming off as arrogant. But this is a moment for you to be confident, and to truly say what YOU find the most physically attractive about yourself.

Honestly, you don’t even need my permission to be confident in how you look, and who you are!

Go ahead! Say it out loud to yourself in the mirror, reflect on if it’s truly what you think is attractive about yourself, and not just because so many people have complimented you on that particular part of yourself.

Again, this isn’t to say looks are everything, but it’s just a part of who you are, and it allows you to really think on what you really love about yourself!

some answers from IG.

This post is almost over, don’t worry! I feel like this is definitely one of the longest ones I’ve ever written…

I just wanted to add that I asked this question on my Instagram story yesterday, and I got several mixed responses. Some answered with just physical characteristics, while others answered with personality traits and physical traits, but I’m going to share the answers (anonymously) on here so you can be encouraged, and begin to think of what your answers would be!

Two people answered: “My smile”
“My hair and eye color.”
“Physically? My lips. Lol! Otherwise? My tenacity and ability to be vulnerable with strength.”
“Ability to ask creative questions.”
“My inner child; my happiness to integrity and to innocence.”

If you’d like to share your answer in the comments below, please feel free! I’d love to hear what you have to say! 🙂

AND IF YOU’RE WONDERING WHERE THE POEM “COOKIE” IS…it’s on my Instagram page @mishywrites as the caption of the image of the cookie you see at the top of this blog post! I was going to add it onto the end here, but I feel like this post is long enough haha. So, if you’re curious, please go check the poem out as well!

Mishy 🦋

*NEW SERIES – Behind the Words

Hey, hey!

So, cool thing’s are happening today…like new visuals on Instagram, a new poem, TWO NEW BLOG POSTS! WHaT?!

Okay, this post is just more of a preliminary, introductory post to the one that will come right after this one LOL, BUT it’s important!

Because I’m starting a new series, a new tagline, and it just hit me as I was finishing up the main post for today, and trying to come up with a title.

I feel like maybe half of the blogs I write have a poem associated with the thoughts I’ve blogged about, and I sometimes post them together, or maybe I’ll just post a poem on Instagram, and leave it to the interpretation of the reader.

But sometimes, I just have so many blog thoughts swimming in my head, along with poetic thoughts, and they’re connected, and I want to get it all out and have it all make sense to you, the reader.

So, I’ve come up with a little series whenever this happens called Behind the Words.

Basically, it is a blog post filled with the in-depth thoughts I had whenever I started, or even during the process of, writing a specific poem. I feel like doing this will allow the reader to have a better picture of what I was feeling and thinking when I write some of my poetry. I won’t do this for every single poem, because the beauty of poetry sometimes is that the reader can connect with it in the way that they need to.

But if I feel like I need to elaborate on an important message that I don’t want the reader to miss, then Behind the Words it is!

So yeah, I just wanted to explain what this new thing is, so now you can move on to reading the very first Behind the Words blog post – “Cookie.”

Keep reading, luvvies!

Mishy 🦋

an update on the break.

***A DISCLAIMER before we can get to the good stuff: If you’re reading this on Facebook or any other social media site and thinking, Isn’t Mishy on a social media break until Sunday? then, yes, you are right, but my blog automatically posts to all my social sites when something is published. So, I’m here, but not really here LOL. I’ll be back on socials soon though!

But, hey, May! Wow, 2019 is definitely making it’s way through all the months. April was a complete blur, amiright?

Anyways, this past week, I took a break from social media: Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, YOU NAME IT!

It was a much-needed break because lately I would find myself mindlessly scrolling through everyone else’s highlight reels instead of actually getting work done for my own passions, and I wasn’t living in the moment either. I was so immersed in other people’s lives, that I couldn’t be fully immersed in my own. Not to mention, social media was doing terrible things to my confidence and self-esteem, so it was definitely time for a break to re-calibrate my mind, and focus on more important things.

Before my break, I had noticed that it was even getting harder for me to write here on my blog because I was putting out SO much content on my social media pages, and even with Motivational Mishy Mondays, that I felt like I didn’t have anything left to say once I sat down to write a blog post.

But it’s been interesting to see where my creativity has gone without the distraction of social media scrolling these past several days…

talking to myself.

For instance, the first night without social media, I wrote a couple of poems, which led me to writing in my journal for the first time in months. And as I wrote, I realized that I hadn’t really sat and been with myself and my thoughts like that for a very long time, and that made me sort of sad.

Growing up, I stayed being by myself. I wasn’t necessarily an introvert, I just loved being by myself, writing and imagining things. I just enjoyed being with my own thoughts; I honestly feel like it had a hand in me seeing the value in myself, my thoughts and opinions, and also strengthened my creativity as well.

But lately in my life, I’ve been so busy, I haven’t had much time to just do that – sit and journal what I’ve been feeling, allowing myself to truly contemplate those emotions and thoughts. And any time I have to myself, I spend it, doing what? Mostly scrolling through social media, and seeing what everyone else has to say about life. THEIR LIVES.

Experiencing this realization of my lack of reflection on myself (after I’d just had an all-women event on reflection, wow, it’s crazy the things God leads us to do in order to reveal something we need to work on ourselves) has challenged me to journal every night about the things I encountered during the day, be it emotions, situations, people, ideas, etc. I’ve just missed talking to myself like I used to, and I’m not sure that I would have understood the need for me to return to this habit had I not taken a social media break.


Guys, let’s talk about the last time I read an entire book, though…

I should give myself some credit; I have definitely finished a poetry book or two recently. “Recently” meaning in the latter months of 2018; I don’t think I started or finished a book in 2019 yet. And this fact is also crazy to me, since I used to be such an avid reader when I was younger.

Granted, I had much more free time when I was a kid, even when I was in high school. The only reading I did in college was for class, so maybe that discouraged me from reading after I graduated. But within my adult life, I have read and finished several books, and during this social media break, I am super proud to say that I finished reading Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert. I started that book back in the fall of 2018, and had to take several breaks to chew and swallow what she was saying. But I have finally read through the entire book, having learned about and related to Gilbert’s perspective on creative living.

I tried not to speed-read though. When I think back to my childhood, and how many Nancy Drew books I could read in a week (anyone else love good ole Nancy???), I wondered if I was retaining anything I was reading, or if I was just speedily getting through the story to get to the next one. I’d like to think I did better this time around, since I highlighted certain points I agree with in Gilbert’s book, and also even in a few books previous to this one. I’m hoping to continue to get better in that area!

Now I’ve started reading the second volume of Fruits Basket! I know I’ll probably finish it today, but I want to make sure I’m reading a variety of things so I’m not getting bored! 😄

one at a time.

I’m terrible at multitasking, or thinking about several different projects all at once and getting so overwhelmed that I don’t work on anything, I just end up doing that whole social media scrolling act.

But this week, I was able to focus on the creative projects I kept saying I wanted to start, but never got around to finishing. I was able to assign a specific project and different tasks for that project each day, and it made me feel so much better to see that, at some point this week, I was getting SOMETHING done!

And it didn’t have to be all at once; it could all be done one at a time, one day at a time, one task at a time. And I felt way more accomplished doing that than thinking of a million things all at once and then…choosing to get on Instagram instead.

All of this is to say that I had really eye-opening moments this week without the distraction of social media. Other things include talking to my roommate for a long time about several different things going on in our lives, spending more quality time in the Bible, getting chores done, etc.

I hope that at some point, everyone decides to take a break from social media just to adjust to themselves again. It doesn’t have to be for as long as a week, maybe it’s just for a day, or even for a few hours or whatever. It’s just good to have less distractions from truly living life. I honestly even felt like time went by quicker during some parts of my day because I was able to accomplish more, and wasn’t just mindlessly doing nothing.

Seeing all of this flourish in the way that it has is encouraging me to put controls on my social media apps whenever I get them back. On the iPhone, you’re able to set a “Downtime” which blocks access to certain apps you set past a certain time of night. I used to place that time two hours before I went to bed so I could write and read, and I definitely think I’ll be going back to that.

To those who took the challenge with me/have taken the “no social media” challenge before:

  • How hard was it to stop the habit of picking up your phone, and trying to get on your apps?
  • What things did you learn about yourself and your life outside of social media?
  • What are some things you did or thought differently about after your break, and you added your social media apps back to your phone?

Mishy 🦋


I didn’t blog last week, I know…but I’m back this week!

There have been so many changes in my personal schedule, and so many new things I’m trying to place my attention on. My body, for one. I recently got a gym membership, and have been going for several days now, trying to stay consistent (I still do Zumba class at least once a week though!) I’m still taking care of Reyna (speaking of which, seems like she’ll be indoors with me all weekend since there’s supposed to be sort of a cold snap). And with my event coming up next weekend, and my mind constantly conjuring up new words to form into poems, I stay pretty busy on the creative front as well. And then I haven’t even talked about my social life! I’m busy, busy.

Even this weekend alone is proving to be really busy and important! Events are happening, on Saturday I’m recognizing one year since my very first poetry show, and then we get to Sunday, and we realize it’s EASTER SUNDAY.

Which is what I wanted to write about today. Because even in the midst of everything happening, my spirit and heart knows what truly matters this weekend. Not that the events, meetings, hangouts, and celebrations aren’t fun, and shouldn’t be recognized, but this weekend is the most important weekend of my life because Christians around the world are celebrating the death and Resurrection of Jesus Christ.

Now, this doesn’t mean we shouldn’t celebrate it year-round, because our faith is solely based on Jesus and His sacrifice for us, which gives us the freedom to live for Him all day, every day. But this weekend is just special as we reflect even more so on that sacrifice.

I am not the person I am right now without the saving grace of God through Jesus. I am a witness to His faithfulness, love, and mercy in my life since I could fully remember. And although the road hasn’t been easy, and things have happened in my life that really hurt and challenged me, leaning into Christ for strength has been my reason of survival. It sounds easy when it’s typed, but to fully live through it and in it is a totally different story.

So, I just want to encourage myself, and my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ to not only see this Easter weekend as a day off on Good Friday, an Easter luncheon or egg hunt, an opportunity to sport a fancy suit or new dress, but as a chance to reflect on Christ’s sacrifice for us because He loves us, and how that Unconditional Love has impacted our lives.

Some ways I’m doing that…

  1. Reading the Gospel accounts of the moments before, during, and after Jesus’ death and Resurrection, all while taking in the words Jesus spoke, hearing the disciples questions, and comparing them to how I question God sometimes.
  2. Thinking back on moments in my life where I heavily relied on God, and I pray that I would rely on Him even more despite good or bad circumstances.
  3. Giving great thanks to God for providing a way of salvation, allowing me to be a part of His Kingdom, and giving me the grace to work towards that every day, even though I may forget that that is my main goal and purpose through all I do.

If you’re not sure what I’m talking about when it comes to Jesus, His death and resurrection, and the gift of salvation, please don’t hesitate to ask me! I know my way around the Bible somewhat, but I definitely don’t claim to be an expert on all Christian theology. Who I am is a witness to God’s Power working in my life, and in the lives of my loved ones, and that is who He has called me to be – a witness.

What are some ways you’re remembering the death and resurrection of Christ?


life with Reyna

So, as many of you know if you follow me on Instagram, I recently went to a plant nursery with my boyfriend. But I didn’t go there just to take pictures (or get pictures taken of me lol)…

Yes, I became a plant mom. I did what I’ve always dreamed of doing, and bought a hibiscus plant, my all-time favorite flower.Which, to those who are not plant buyers, is a pretty decent investment. I even bought fertilizer for it because I thought, If I’m gonna do this like I said I would, I’m gonna do it RIGHT.

Here are a couple of facts about my new plant…

*Name: Reyna – I named her this because it means “queen” in Tagalog, the Filipino language (Yes, I’m half Filipino. If you didn’t know, now you know!)
*Favorite Things: Sitting in full sunlight and drinking lots of water
*Thrives on: 60-90 degree weather + this special fertilizer every week.

It’ll be a week tomorrow since I got Reyna, and these days have proved to be so interesting. From the first day, being paranoid that the neighborhood kids would come into our yard, and pick off the pretty flowers Reyna already had bloomed to thinking I might have killed her on the first couple days of being a plant mom after leaving her outside over night, and the temperature dropped 20 degrees (UGH), I have already learned so much as a new plant owner.

Lessons Learned (So Far)…

  1. INVESTMENT. I said this already, but having a plant is an investment. Just like having a pet or a child. Only, a plant is WAY more affordable. Sure, the initial cost of a plant to some people may seem ridiculous. Add the fertilizer, and you’re realizing that you could’ve spent that money on getting your nails done. But all-in-all, you’re only needing 3 things for a plant most of the time: water, sunlight, and fertilizer. Eventually, maybe a bigger pot, but that won’t be for a while.
  2. ATTENTION. Like having a pet or a child, a plant needs attention too. And since this is my favorite flower, I’m realizing I want to do all I can to keep it alive and well. So, I now think of the things I may not have thought of before, like the weather because maybe I could put Reyna outside or not.
  3. YOUR BEST + TRUST. Within all of this, I have definitely worried a little more. Because I didn’t spend a good sum of money for this plant to die within the first week I got it, and I want to be able to learn to cultivate something I love. But I’ve had to really accept that I can only do my best to take care of Reyna, and trust that she will follow through with results from the care I’ve given.

Plant Perfectionist

PAUSE: I know, it may seem sorta weird that I’m referring to my plant as a “she,” and am describing her and the care I’m providing as if she were a child. But if people can do that with their pets, surely I can do this with my plant, okay? Also, I have definitely been obsessed with taking pictures of her growth every day…like, who am I? Who have I become?

Anyways, some of my perfectionist tendencies started to creep back into my life once the high of buying Reyna ended, and it was time to actually take care of her. I got really freaked out the second and third day I had her, because I’d left her outside overnight, not realizing it would be close to freezing outside. The flowers that had been in bloom originally had started to wither away, and I frantically brought her inside to see if the temperature would be warm enough.

Two days passed, and the only change there was was that the flowers had almost closed completely. Literally, this is what the flowers looked like, and I was really disappointed in my carelessness ALREADY…

Later one night, one of the flowers fell off of the plant on its own. I almost cried. And I wrote a poem about it…


A flower just fell off my plant just now and I
Slightly feel like a failure.
Not even one full week of having her, and I
Can’t seem to take care of her.
The weather isn’t cooperating, she needs
More sun than what she’s getting.
I gave her water, tomorrow I’ll fertilize her, and just
Hope for the best that she doesn’t
Surrender the life she’s got left.
So, this is what it’s like to be in charge of something you love, something you’ve
Made an investment in.
A piece of my heart rests in her petals now, so many of them shut tight, eagerly waiting to bloom when the
Time, climate, and sunlight are just right.
Stay with me, Queen, God will see us through this indecisive weather change where
Winter seems to be coming back to have one more say before
Spring finally settles in and assists all of us in growing as we should.
You and I will survive this.
In His Hands, His care, we are

This all might sound silly to some of you as you’re reading this, but truly, if this past week has taught me anything, it’s that God cares about what we care about. Because, I won’t lie…there was a day when I watered Reyna, put her in front of my bedroom window for some sunlight, and prayed, Okay, God, I’ve done what I can. I’m leaving the results up to You.

I had some doubts that God would want to actually do anything about Reyna since, seriously, there are so many other things in this world going on that are way more important than the health and life of my newly acquired plant.

And I came home from work to find Reyna like this in my bedroom…

My Reyna B L O O M E D. So much 😭 I literally let out a squeal when I walked in and saw her like this! And it made me think of how Honey, my stepmom, texted me and my sister last week about how she’d lost a diamond from her wedding ring, and she’d been upset, but surrendered the fact that it was missing to the Lord. He’d allowed my dad to find it not too long after! These two events inspired me to write a poem about how God cares about what we care about because His love and mercy towards us are so great!

“He cares.”

God cares about the things we care about.
Even in the little things, like missing rings and fading flowers,
He desires for us to realize we aren’t in control, and to
Surrender the power we think we have back into His Hands.
He is capable of taking impossible things and situations, and
Turning them around for our favor and
His praise. He doesn’t have to satisfy our wants, but sometimes (within His will)
He does it anyway because He loves us
He revives our weary souls when we’re wilting, He
Feeds us when we’re hungry, even
When we’ve gotten lost due to our own decisions, He
Leads us back to His Heart.
So, the next time you have a concern don’t think, “God doesn’t care about that!
It’s not significant enough to matter.”
Simply calm your worries,
Leave the results in His Hands, and
Understand that, if it’s in His will to do it,
He can and He will fulfill it
Just for you.
For the sake of Love.
Because He cares.

Super grateful for the grace to keep learning how to take care of Reyna, and also reflect on the reminders of God’s care for me as I do so! And to end this post, here’s two more pictures of what Reyna currently looks like. 😍🌺

Yes, those are new flowers that have bloomed!


“Be his peace.”

How many of y’all have seen or heard this phrase? Whoever said this first, I see what they might have meant: if you are dating or married, when you’re significant other is going through it, isn’t feeling well, etc., you’re supposed to be the one person they can go back to and feel safe with. The one person who they can be themselves around, who can help refresh their perspective and rejuvenate their soul. Especially in a world full of people who can just d r a i n you.

Dear whoever said this first – I see what you meant. But I don’t fully agree with it. Not to say that you shouldn’t try to encourage your significant other when they are going through a rough time, or that you shouldn’t try to be a peaceful person to come to. But that encouragement shouldn’t be rooted in you

What is Peace?

The Merrimack-Webster dictionary defines peace as several different things, but here are a couple of the definitions related to what I’m writing about here…

  1. “freedom from disquieting or oppressive thoughts or emotions”
  2. “harmony in personal relations”

Okay, so according to these definitions, a friend or significant other can totally bring peace to you. Maybe even a thing or activity like your favorite flower, or a walk outside can calm you down. They can free you from “disquieting or oppressive thoughts and emotions,” and you can experience “harmony” within that friendship or relationship, or in that thing/activity.

But what happens when that person is the cause of disrupting your peace sometimes? It can definitely be possible: people aren’t perfect by any means, and can be frustrating to deal with sometimes. And things and activities can cause irritation too, if they aren’t exactly how you want them to be.

Some say you should find peace within yourself, but if you’re like me, I can be just as disruptive to myself as someone else can! 😅 If I am constantly worrying, or dwelling on stressful situations, I cannot bring myself peace either.

With a Capital “P”

I want to replace the “Be his (or her) peace.” statement with this one:

Jesus is Peace.

Yes, with a capital “P,” because ultimately, when our lives are in chaos, when things aren’t going the way we want them to, when people in our lives whom we deemed closest to us cause disruptions to our thoughts and emotions, Jesus is Who we can turn to, Who will provide that indescribable peace that nothing or no one on this earth can even explain.

Several times in the Bible, Jesus encourages His disciples of the Peace that He brings…

“Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.” — John 14:27 (ESV)

When Jesus was describing to the disciples how the world would hate them because they are not of the world, and also that the Holy Spirit would come down on them to help them bear witness to the things they have seen, He encourages them again later in the book of John:

“I have said these things to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.” — John 16:33 (ESV)

‭In 1 Peter 5:7, we as Christians are called to “cast all our anxieties on Him, because He cares for you.” In one of my favorite passages in Philippians 4, we are called to “not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” (verses 6-7)

I know in the Bible it doesn’t capitalize the word peace, I took some creative liberty with it because Jesus-type Peace isn’t just normal peace. It allows you to feel totally calm when your flesh tells you you need to panic. It urges you to pray instead of continually cycling through the same anxious thoughts over and over again. It encourages you to rest in God, and trust that He sees your situation and how you’re feeling about it, and He is going to handle it in His way, with His will, and in His timing. And knowing all of that, you’re still at peace!

I’m not saying that you can’t say someone or something in your life brings you peace, because they very well may be or do that for you! But, they are not that capital P “Peace” that surpasses understanding, that will never leave you or forsake you. That thing or person that you have in mind when you think of the word “peace” can’t be with you 24/7, they can’t understand your thoughts all the time even if they really want to, and they are going to mess up and maybe even not be your peace sometimes.

I encourage you to, first and foremost, seek out Jesus as your Peace. It not only allows your to rely on Him fully, but it also releases the pressure of yourself or another person to be that for you, knowing that we are all human and cannot get it right all the time.

But Jesus surely can, and He will! 🙌🏽

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