Small Victories

Giraffes are seriously one of my favorite of all God’s creatures. Today at the zoo, I got to watch my kids interacting with these amazing animals.

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When those great long tongues reached for the leaves, Kylah was delighted. Hanissa, however, was a bit more timid. The idea of a big slobbery tongue was a bit much for her. That and the size of these gentle giants.

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In the end, she faced her fear, gained a bit of courage, and had a wonderful experience.

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Everyday we are given opportunities. In those moments, we can either feed our fear, anger, and negativity or we can feed the good and watch it grow in our lives.

Life is made up of thousands of little challenges and every victory, no matter how small, gives us confidence to try again next time.

I love watching my kids overcome fears and hindrances because it teaches them they can do the hard things in life. It grows their belief in what is possible. Feeding a giraffe may seem like a tiny accomplishment, but when stacked up with all the other small ones, it expands their victor mentality exponentially.

This lesson isn’t just for kids, either. Every time I step out in faith, regardless of my circumstances, regardless of what my eyes see and my heart feels, every time, I learn to trust a little bit more and my fear a little less.

This next week, I hope you experience the victories that come from a faith-lived life.

~ Regina

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About Regina Etter

I'm a daughter of the King, grafted in by grace and trying to walk daily in His truth. I live in Denver with my best friend and hubby where I help others as a Nutritional Cleansing Coach, and we minister together at Mountain States Baptist Church. I'm a homeschooling mom of 4, with two more away at college. I am not so different from you. There are many things that happen in my life everyday that I have no control over. I can't determine what will happen, but I can determine how I will think and I how I will act. I choose to take action when I feel like giving up. I choose to make a difference when it doesn't seem to matter. I choose to love the unlovable. I choose the rough and narrow path, because it strengthens me. I choose to make joy a part of who I am.
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