People say when a person gets into their thirties, they no longer care what people think of them. They just do them and let it ride! Well, I don’t know if that is what is going on, but I feel like a good majority of my twenties was in a sense fighting and warring with the idea of me truly being and showing others myself.
I discuss in my latest book (The Single Christian Woman’s Guide) about how sometimes we buck against the call of God for our lives when we don’t understand it altogether. Often, as young people we view the identity that God calls us to as rejection. If I commit all the way to my convictions given to me by God, I will be rejected or I will not fit in, and lastly I will end up alone.
