Convicted.

Yesterday I came on here running my mouth about how I needed to make some changes so that I could take things to the next level. How a short time ago, I was a bad mamma jamma. You know God heard me, right? And woke me up this morning at 4am like, “Let’s do it then.” You know I was all mealy mouth in response like, “uh, God, all that stuff about change, it requires me to lose sleep and actually put hard work in, maybe some other time?” THEN He showed me about how I would not settle for this kind of stuff from my own children. Back to the drawing board.