To understand why I’ve created a blog, we need to go back in time.
So get cozy and grab a snack. Its going to be a wild ride…
Seven years ago (2017) I was a Senior in Highschool. And everyday I wanted nothing more than to graduate and move on with my life. Many people talk about their peers bullying them, but my biggest bullies weren’t my peers; they were my teachers!
As a teenager, I couldn’t fathom why I was being picked on by grown adults. I was never rowdy: I kept to myself, did my assignments, and went about my day. Most of my teachers were kind and bragged to my parents and other staff that I was their favorite student.
However, a handful of teachers made it their mission to single me out. I often went to the counselor to change my schedule to get out of their classes or took my concerns straight to the principal. If anything, those teachers taught me that sometimes kids can be more mature than adults. And everyone grows physically, but few grow mentally.
Furthermore, one of those teachers was a total creep. He was desperately trying to relive his glory days. He often drifted into inappropriate topics with us minors, but I wouldn’t go along with his jokes. (Huh — I’m starting to see why he didn’t like me.) But in all fairness, I also had classmates who disliked me as well. Once again, I never bothered anyone; I kept to myself. Yet that didn’t stop them from wanting to pick a fight with me. Fortunately, I never got my hands dirty; I let the Lord fight my battles.
Want to know the scariest part?
The same people who were once rude to me suddenly became super friendly. I saw this occur repeatedly with several teachers and classmates, which left me wondering…
Lord! What did you do?
God’s response:
Proverbs 16:7 “When a man’s ways please the Lord, he maketh even his enemies to be at peace with him.”
Needless to say, I’m grateful God favored me because a multitude came against me year after year. I typically documented all the events, just in case things took a dark turn, but to my surprise, God preserved my peace.
In early 2018, I finally graduated from High school and never felt more free. I thought I was about to live out my Happily Ever After…
WRONG!
I started my first year of college in Fall 2018, which was more lonely than I had imagined. For years, I watched movies about college being an extraordinary experience, yet when I looked around, it was bland.
Also, when believers say “new levels, new devils” they aren’t lying.
I quickly learned that both High School teachers and Professors like to flaunt the power they hold over students. Dealing with these problems wasn’t easily resolved with a trip to the counselor or principal. In college, the pipeline was more complicated, and the university was more loyal to its professors.
Due to all these pressures, I decided to create a blog to connect with classmates. By November 2018, I took action to get my website built.
I remember investing roughly three hundred dollars (as a broke college kid) into my blog. However, the company I went with did a bad job, it was far from what I requested. So, I decided to create the website myself on BlueHost. It took longer, but I was proud of the results. After weeks, I finally got the chance to start writing blog posts, but I didn’t see much traction.
I do remember one comment I received. The commentator said he sent my blog post to his co-worker; the guy liked it and bought him a coffee. That little comment assured me that I had something of value to offer.
By 2019, my life had become darker, to the extent that I lost all desire to share my journey with anyone. My life was falling apart in ways I never imagined. Plus, my investments never accumulated a profit.
In April of 2019, I was at my wit’s end. I had problems on every side, and I never felt more abandoned by God. I found myself uttering two words that I had never said in my life: Why me?
God’s response: Read the book of Job.
I got out my Bible and read it entirely. When I finished, I heard clearly, “This is that season.” I fought hard to escape it, but things didn’t work out no matter what I tried.
And like Jesus… I wept.
On the bright side, I finally understood why many prayers weren’t being answered. On the dark side, I was never told when this season would end.
But I know the answer now. Five and half years later!
That’s right, my season of Job just ended months ago. And boy, do I have some stories to tell.
On the day it ended, I thought I was entering my Happily Ever After.
WRONG AGAIN!
There was a catch: My season of Job did end. However, my latter days had yet to begin. I was now in a transition period. Here, I endured new spiritual attacks so fierce that I thought my latter days would never come.
Nevertheless, I made it out alright!
(I died a few times — literally, but that’s a story for another day.)
For the first time in a long time, I saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
I remembered when God promised me, “When you move out, you’ll move up.”
So yesterday (Nov 14th), I asked God, “Where is my way out?”
Secretly, I wasn’t willing to try any methods I had explored before. I’ve applied to countless job’s and didn’t get considered. Also, I created opportunities for myself, but the companies or investors have yet to get back to me (more on that in a different post).
Then, out of nowhere, it hit me!
I could create a blog to put myself out there again. Mind you, it’s been years since I thought about having a blog. My negative first experience made me blur out that era. I eventually moved on from that task to many others. Multiple projects aren’t usable anymore. But I realized I could publish them here to show what I’ve been up to (more on that in another post).
By yesterday afternoon, the first confirmation was said by a prophetess who recommended creating a website. The second confirmation was a BlueHost advertisement. I asked God for a third confirmation before 5:55 p.m. It was the only way I would be confident about going down this path again. It was 5:50 p.m., and I was growing dismayed because I hadn’t heard back from God. I was sitting at my desk, when I glanced at my home screen; my cursor was on the BlueHost icon I made years ago.
There you have it, a full-circle moment!
As you can tell, I have much more to share and I am excited to get a lot off my chest. You will be among the first to hear these stories. Ninety percent of what I’m sharing with you are things I’ve never told anyone!
So prepare yourself for a wild rollercoaster!
