Promise me that every morning when you get up and look in the mirror - at your messy hair, your squinted eyes, and your “ijustgotoutofbedandiamstilltired” posture - you will tell yourself that you’re beautiful, that you’re destined for greatness, and that you will carry yourself with confidence and the swaaaaggah of a champion. And that no matter what circumstance or situation you may be facing, that you will believe in faith that you will persevere, breakthrough, and overcome and that your faith will bring peace to your heart, mind, and soul.
Promise me, OK?
And know that at the same time, every morning when I get up, I’ll be praying this for you as well.
