I felt the more I did, the more I accomplished and the more I accomplished the more I became. Every time an opportunity arose I saw it as a way for me to establish myself that much more. And it didn’t matter how many babies I had during that time, I still allowed that lie that told me I was never enough to run my life. 

Have you ever been in one of those seasons where you just have no idea what you're doing? Like you're sitting around, with the full expectation that something great is about to happen but you have no idea what it is? And while you wait, you have no idea how to prepare or know what you're even supposed to look for?