The Storm of My Personal Gospel
The Storm of My Personal Gospel There is a moment when we realize that the loudest voice we’ve been listening to is not the voice of God, but the voice of fear. Fear tells us we are too old, too broken, too late, or too damaged to become who we were created to be. It convinces us that our past defines our future and that our wounds are greater than our purpose. Beneath all the noise, there is another quiet, unwavering voice.It whispers, “Speak life.” I believe that every word we speak is a seed planted in the soil of our future. We water our lives with our conversations, often without realizing it. I unknowingly preached a gospel of limitation. I spoke about what I had lost, the disappointments I had endured, the illnesses I faced, the opportunities that never came, and the dreams that seemed impossible. I rehearsed my pain so often that it became the story I expected my life to tell. Then one day I realized that if I continued to speak defeat, I would continue to li...