Babe in Christ

A couple of years ago I was having a conversation with a friend of mine and he called me a “Babe” in Christ. I remember going home that evening and sitting on my bed feeling very offended. How dare he call me that? How does he know where my relationship with God is?

I’m smiling as I write this because those questions show my immaturity. Why did that offend me so much. Because I started listing all things I did in the body of Christ and not the things Christ had done in me.

I go to church, I volunteer, Im a Good woman…..I ranted. There was so much that needed to change within me but I was to blind to see.

Fast forward to today. These past six months have been rough. I moved and my life turned upside down. I found myself on my knees yelling at God asking him where he was. Why he did he allow me to move knowing all this would happen. I needed him to tell me the reasoning behind all that was going on.

I see now that my broken heart was a part of his plan. (Sounds crazy I know) There were things in me that needed to be changed and the easy way wouldn’t have changed me. I remember going to church and the message had to do with a Christian’s prayer life.  Then I saw the movie War Room, My spirit jumped. I really didn’t have a “prayer life” at the time. I mean I prayed before I went to sleep : Thank you Lord for this day. Thank you for all that you do Amen….and in the morning : Thank you Lord for waking me up! Amen. That was my prayer life! Oh, except when something happened, my prayers were very lengthy,begging for God to fix my mess!

Things needed to change. So one night I pulled out a book and decided I was going to just have some quiet time with God. I opened the book and said I would start writing out my prayers. Best decision of my life! The beginning of that prayer started out as usual begging for things as I continued to write I started recalling that I had prayed for these same things before and remembered how he brought me out of it. I knew God was there with me showing me all that he has done for me that I had forgotten. I stopped asking for things mid prayer and started thanking him for all that he has done. I started putting down my true emotions. How I felt that he had left me. How disappointed I was and that I needed him. I stopped writing and broke down crying. I told him that I trust him  and that I loved him.

I went to sleep that night with such peace in my heart that was missing for so long. I decided that every night I would write my prayer.  Of course the second night I was tired and just wanted to go to bed but I knew if I wanted change in my life, I needed to change my habits. The more I did this the more time I wanted with God.

My commute to work changed from 20 min. to 1 hour and 30 min. He knew what he was doing. It was just me and him in my car every morning, I worshiped like Ive never done before, I spoke to him, I stayed silent and listened.

The young woman that was offended at being called a “Babe in Christ” was and is maturing day by day. There is much for me to learn and I have fallen deeply in love with my Lord. The peace and joy that he fills me with daily is out of this world.

He reminds me every day that I am loved. HE HOLDS MY HANDS WHEN TRIALS COME MY WAY. HE PICKS MY CHIN UP WHEN SOMEONE KNOCKS ME DOWN. HE HAS PLACED DREAMS IN MY HEART THAT MY MIND COULD NEVER HAVE IMAGINED. HE CARES ABOUT EVERY AREA OF MY LIFE.

He reminds me everyday that I am his child. If its one thing that I want you to take away from this blog is that your father is waiting for you to talk to him. To invite him in so he can pour into and help you to grow. Help you to become the person you were destined to be. To bless you and fill you with peace and joy.

So are you ready, Grab a pen and a book, if you don’t have a notebook yet just get a piece of paper and just start writing what is in your heart. He already has the answer!

You are loved, you are adored. You’re God’s child. He loves you more than you will ever know!

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