Jessica S. Preston

Although I am writing about myself, I want for my readers to see themselves or someone in a similar situation. Not feel sorry for yourself or them, but to gain some clarity. This make take a moment to read, so kick back and get comfortable for a moment. Right now I'm listening to Un-Break My Heart by Toni Braxton & have the nerve to have it on repeat. I actually really love old 90's hits. That's when real music was in. It’s around 5p so I’m writing in between stops in traffic. For probably the last few years I've been beating myself up over this simple yet burdensome stumbling block. Somewhere, sometime ago I lost confidence in myself. I couldn't understand it because although I knew people had an opinion about me, truthfully I didn't care. Like, literally someone could say something out of line to me & I wouldn't notice, because my mind more than likely was on something else anyhow. Somewhere along the way I began to care & I will say that...

So, I'm sitting listening to a Youtube video on Confidence and the words below just came pouring out. I have a gift of Encouragement. I know this because this is the thing that I try to give others. Also, this is the thing that I desire most of others. So I go above and beyond to encourage the next person, no matter who they are. I just want them to feel better, because I know what it feels like to not feel like you have the ability live up to your potential. I want you to know that you can anything that you put your mind to do. There is nothing that can stop you from being you, not even you. The only thing that is standing in your way, is one: your view of yourself, and two: that belief of the word that has been spoken over your life. This is not a word that you might be able to hear verbally, but it may be a word that comes as a desire deep within you, that you are unable to shake. No matter, where you try to go. No matter how hard you try to kill the thought. No matter...

It's funny how when we're broken, we continuously choose things out of our brokenness. We choose things that feed our broken state not even recognizing it. We look around & everything appeals to that appetite... I guess that's why we find ourselves in the same situations over & over. It's not that we NEED that thing or person, whatever it may be, but in order for me continue to nurse this place of brokenness, I must feed it. We know that something is not right, & we make an attempt to break things off... But just like that grown baby who doesn't get its way throws a tantrum, our brokenness does the same thing; saying feed me, feed me! Brokenness can come in many disguises. I'm calling to the place of wholeness within me. Father I'm asking for an increasing appetite for a new diet that feeds & brings nourishment to that place of wholeness within me. I want to feed that place & starve the other! I know that it is your delight tha...

It’s 1:43am at the moment. I just made it home from watching Southpaw… If you’ve seen the movie, I’m sure you saw it as inspiring in many ways. A friend of mine informed me that I should take some tissue when I go… I should have taken her advice. They held no punches. I love it when I watch a movie that speaks to a place in me that has the ability to produce tears. That’s when you know that you have chosen great actors to play the role. The audience have the ability to feel the actors emotions with ease. I’ll never know what it took for Billy to play that role. What mindset he had to enter to embody the personality he was asked to play! Each actor played their roles very well I may add! There was a point in the movie where, Billy chose to blame others for an episode that took place in his life. Given his upbringing, there were only a few he found trustworthy. He learned to survive with the few pieces he had and the very thing he struggled with, he made it...

I received a text earlier with the following scripture: Romans 5:3-5; not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame (disappoint) , because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us. I read the text and went about my day... When I went back to read this I thought our hope comes from something that we have seen in our spirit. A glimpse of our future. This is the reason why we hope in it and get excited about it. Something about what we saw, we connected with and believed it was possible. It’s the delay of the manifestation of what we saw in our spirits that causes us to grow weary. What we saw, we saw it so clearly, but what we didn’t see were the things that were going to be in the middle. We didn’t see the growing that we would have to endure or the things we would have to experie...

Earlier today, as I was coming back from my lunch break, I believe I received a Word... Whatever breakthrough is coming, is going to be real; real big! I just thought to myself that I can't see anything else that could come out of this! Lately I’ve been in a place that has caused much discouragement and it tells me that this is how it will be... At this moment though something happened... You know how it is when you snap, or when you come to yourself and you get real still… it’s something that happens all of a sudden, and if not paying attention, you wouldn't notice it... but you stop and realize, something else is taking place! It’s not what’s happening, such as your spouse, boss, or kids acting up, finances being out of whack, emotions out of whack, people leaving or coming… it’s not what’s seen but it’s something taking place on another level that we cannot see. Things are being shaken, tossed and turned, and just moved all around. I am re...

I'm writing just in case someone is feeling a little defeated... I hope this helps... I remember maybe about 3 years ago, I had an interview at a hospital as an intake specialist... basically I would handle incoming referrals for new and continuing patients. I knew when I heard the description of the job, it was not what I wanted. I was just so driven by the idea of getting my foot in the door and leaving where I was, that I was willing to accept the position. Heading to the office where the interview was held, I passed a door marked Communications, Marketing & Public Affairs. I thought to myself, that would be a cool place to work. Even on my way out, I said that I should stop in and see if there were any positions available... well I didn't but still thought it would be cool... I didn't get the job I interviewed for and was not sad about it at all. Later on I did apply for another position in the same area with a different coorporation and was hired on. Not long a...