Witness, Favored of the King
God is king.
Say it with me.
God is king.
Don’t be afraid.
And I don’t want to hear anything along the lines of, “I’m not doing this for a man! I’m doing this for me.”
Just hear me for a second.
Stay with me.
Say it again.
God is king
The story of Esther came to me today after I was showering and staring at myself in the mirror for a long moment.
Which is when I knew it was me.
I was doubting my progress—myself again.
And the women came to mind.
All the women.
They were taken care of for 12 months before seeing the king.
Lavished with oils and taken care of.
Before they were sent to be presented before the king.
And… you know what that made me think of?
It made me think of me on my weight loss journey.
I signed up for GFWM for a 12-month program and let me tell you
I wanted to lose weight so bad at first, but it wasn’t working.
Mind you, I’ve done this two times before and the progress was quick.
But this time… it was different.
Why?
Why was it so difficult this time?
Was it age? Food? The program?
Nope.
None of those were the problem.
It was me.
I wanted fast results but kept breaking promises to myself.
Kept skipping the workouts.
Kept eating outside what I planned.
Kept neglecting my goal and breaking my promises.
But you know what happened five months in and during the hardest year I’ve had so far—
with my daughter being diagnosed with leukemia at the beginning of the year.
None of us expected that but even through it I decided on one thing.
Then I started seeing the progress.
You know what that was?
I decided to keep my promise.
I decided to take care of myself because I needed all my strength this time for her, for my husband, my boys.
For me.
And you know what happened when I started taking care of me?
I started feeling Him.
I started feeling favored and cared for by the King.
I started realizing things kept happening suddenly.
Rent paid.
Weight loss.
Mindset shifted.
Daughter was in remission.
Brighter days and starrier nights.
Suddenly.
Because you see what I realized is that.
I wasn’t prepping myself for a man—
or myself.
I was preparing myself to be favored by the King.
I let go of control and the idea that I had that I’d be happier when I was thinner.
When I lost all the weight.
I let go of wanting to hold onto everything.
The urgency.
I let go of the perfectionist mindset and the fast-track
I started to slow down.
and I felt it.
The Holy Ghost within me.
It started shiting.
I started to change—
and fast.
Not my body, not my mind— but my spirit was moving and growing within me.
God, looking upon me with eyes of favor.
I felt it.
I knew it.
Eyes of joy as He rejoiced every time I kept my promises.
Because that’s what I’m doing.
12 months. Not to lose weight.
But 12 months to grow closer to God.
Grow closer to freedom from control.
Grow closer and to be favored by the King.
Because we, his daughters, are so special.
We had our own moment alone with Him.
When He created Eve.
It was single. Intimate.
We have that with Him.
But we lost sight of it because everyone started telling us we had to look a certain way and eat a certain thing to be skinny.
Anyone who tells you a perfect body is happiness and to look out and not within is not the person you want to look to.
God is abundance.
God is clarity.
God is King.
Listen.
Slow down.
Be mindful.
With Him you have nothing to fear. Nothing to worry about.
You lack nothing in His eyes.
You are favored.
Take care of yourself.
Keep your promises.
Because in twelve months from now—
Yes, another year.
You will be favored.
And your soul—those around you will know it.
