My Life... Train Hard. Fight Easy.

Your past doesn’t define you. It refines you…

Your past doesn’t define you. It refines you… if you let it. 

The past few months I keep being reminded of where I come from, the seasons I’ve walked through, the stories I’ve lived, the testimonies I have and the mighty God I serve.

I’m a master at making excuses about sharing my stories because.. well.. who would want to hear it in the first place. Do I really have to say something that for example a Christine Caine, Charlotte Gambill, or a Stephen Furtick haven’t already told or wouldn’t tell in a better way….?

Every few days I cross paths with someone who asks me about my story. I keep thinking everyone knows my story, so why would I tell it, again? But then I come to find out that only a few actually do.

So, I keep being prompted in my heart to keep writing my book. My excuse: I am writing this book for myself, not for someone else .

But when I dare to face the truth I realize how I personally enjoy and grow from hearing other ordinary people’s story. How they inspire me, how they sharpen me, how they make me want to take a stand, and how they make me want to live life fully and loudly.

And more than all of that my story isn’t about me, it’s about the mighty God we serve, the creator of the universe, the King of Kings, my best friend, Jesus. The ONE who has helped me let go of the pain, and embrace His love and purpose for my life. He is the one that has carried me through a pretty much mother-less childhood, widowhood at 24 years old, miscarriages, a preemie and many more tragedies that without Him I wouldn’t have overcome.

So, as I brace myself, with both bravery and intimidation, to continue to type my book, I think of you. I think of you who just lost a spouse and the moments where the pain seems too terrible to bear. I think of you who just lost a baby and hope seems to be a tiny, dying flame. I think of you who desires to have a mother that listens and understands. I think of you whose heart is shattered to pieces because of a love lost in any way shape or form. For now, my word to you is, God sees you. This may seem far fetched to you, BUT He sees you. In the middle of the storm, in the middle of the valley of the shadow of death He is not leaving your side. That’s His promise to you. You ARE His beloved child. God is the God of love. He has a plan to prosper you, not to harm you. What the enemy meant for the bad, God will use to turn to the good. Find Him, reach out to Him. Even if its just one word, one thought, one desperate cry, He will hear you. One day, you will look back and see that His hand was right there in the middle of the thickest fog of your life. Follow peace, because were peace is there is Jesus. #thfe #trainhardfighteasy #overcome #hope #one #jesus #mystory

Tanja has a heart for reaching the lost, is passionate about seeing women become who God has designed them to be and seeing a generation discover their destiny and walk in victory. Having been a widow herself, her messages of life, purpose and victory in the midst of adversity are encouraging and are rallying a generation to reach the lost and brokenhearted. Read more...

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