If Life Gives You Lemons…
By Gloria – Life Coach, Mentor, Truth Teller.
If life gives you lemons, don’t just make lemonade.
Crack them open like codes,
And let every drop remind you:
The bitter was never meant to break you,
It was meant to wake you.
Squeeze what hurt you
Until it waters your future.
Let the sting become your strength.
Let the chaos carve your character.
Pick up the ruins.
Map the lessons.
Speak the vision.
And don’t wait for the world to believe…
Believe first.
If life gives you lemons,
Peel back the story.
You’ll find the seed of who you are.
Not broken,
But becoming.
Plant it.
Right where the pain hit deepest.
Let the dark soil hold you,
While your roots stretch down
Into wisdom, faith, and unshakable truth.
Growth begins underground.
And when you rise,
You rise anchored.
Not rushing, not forcing,
But rooted in something real,
And finally free.
Build an altar with the rinds.
Pray while you peel.
Dress the wound with Grace,
And walk like it’s already healed.
Move like the miracle already happened.
Resilience is not a quote on your wall,
It’s your daily rebuild.
It’s cooking with scraps and still making a feast.
It’s starting with nothing
And still choosing to lead.
And then create.
Create from alignment.
Create from clarity.
Create because the divine walks beside you,
And truth is your compass.
If life gives you lemons,
Don’t make lemonade to please the crowd.
Make something they’ve never tasted:
Bold, sacred, loud.
Something that carries your truth in every drop.
Toss out the sugar if it dims your fire.
You don’t need sweet,
You need higher.
Not a drink to swallow pain,
But a recipe for reign.
Build a life that outlives the bruise.
Wear your scars like golden shoes.
Teach your daughters how to squeeze
Not for survival,
But for legacy.
If life gives you lemons,
Turn every trial into divine design.
Let your life echo with purpose, not pain.
Don’t just smile – thrive.
And crown your becoming with fire and grace.
Make something so bold,
So holy, so unmistakably you,
That your daughters never fear the sour,
Because they know:
You transformed it into legacy.
And when they ask
How you turned sour into a song,
Tell them:
“I made it sacred.
And I made it strong.”
