The Authentic Motivator

Hey there! Today, I’m inviting you into a little piece of my story—complete with childhood dreams, moments of doubt, and a whole lot of faith. So, grab your favorite drink, get comfy, and let’s go on this ride together.

A Quiet Leader with a Big Spirit

Honestly, I’ve always had a leadership streak—that quiet, behind-the-scenes kind of leadership. Even as a kid, I was the one organizing games with my siblings and cousins, quietly taking charge. On the outside, I might’ve seemed shy, but inside? I had this steady, restless drive to be better, always aiming for growth. My brain was often buzzing with thoughts, and sometimes, I wondered if I needed to start paying rent for all the mental apartment space I was taking up.

My Imagination: My Best Friend (And Worst Enemy)

Growing up, my imagination was my constant companion. Being the middle child and only girl meant I found a lot of comfort in daydreams, probably because they were way more exciting than fighting for the TV remote. Looking back, I realize those creative musings have quietly shaped who I am today—curious, resilient, and not afraid to dream big, even if my dreams are sometimes a little ridiculous.

Back to the Beginning: Faith’s First Steps

Let’s rewind to those early days, innocent moments when faith first made its quiet entrance into my life. It came from family, community, and simple experiences. Faith was like that one reliable friend who’s always there, especially when life throws curveballs or when I just needed a hug from the universe.

Not a Fairy Tale (And That’s Okay)

My story isn’t a picture-perfect fairytale with a happy ending at every chapter. Nor is it a horror story filled with despair. It’s more like that “messy middle” of a sitcom where faith and family sometimes clash, and you’re left wondering if the script got mixed up. There were times I questioned everything, my beliefs, my purpose, even my own sanity. (Kidding… mostly.)

Doubts as Growth Opportunities

Any journey worth taking has its rough patches. I’ve had my share of doubts—questioning my beliefs, my purpose, and whether I’d ever figure out how to adult properly. But those doubts became catalysts for growth. They pushed me to seek deeper understanding and trust what I couldn’t see, even if I didn’t understand it at the time. And yes, my imagination helped me envision a future where faith was a source of peace, not confusion.

Faith in the Small Stuff

Faith isn’t just about those big life moments. It’s in the tiny, everyday acts—like choosing to be kind, taking a quiet moment to reflect, or simply putting one foot in front of the other when the road gets bumpy. Faith is woven into the small choices that add to a big, beautiful story.

Why I’m Sharing My Story

Because why not? But honestly, I think stories are what connect us. We all carry doubts, hopes, victories, and struggles. Sharing honestly creates space for understanding and encouragement. As a little girl, I remember a special part of church called “Testimony Service”. It came right after “Praise and Worship” and quickly became my favorite moment of the whole service. There was something grand in hearing real, raw stories of overcoming challenges and celebrating victories. Even now, I enjoy talking with older people because they seem to love telling their life story, and I must admit I enjoy every part of listening. Those moments were and still are inspiring, and I hope this can be too.

So here we go. Settle in, get comfortable, and join me as I share the chapters of my world.

Reflective Question:
What childhood dreams, moments of doubt, or small acts of faith have shaped your personal journey, and how do those experiences continue to influence your understanding of growth, resilience, and hope today?