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At six years old, my mind was filled with thoughts that challenged my being – thus began my writing journey.
You can imagine how mortified I felt when my parents found my writings in my little black journal. They read every detail of my heart…and unfortunately, disciplined me for the things that were on my heart. After that, I neglected my journal for years because I was afraid someone other than my parents would find my journal and know the depths of my heart. However, as time went on, I moved pass the incident. The writings in my journals morphed into poems, then into song lyrics, and now this.
Writing was always easy for me because it was really the only way I was able to express and comprehend my own feelings.
Over the years, I’ve archived my journals into a large file box so if I ever wanted to, I could relive the moments that made me the person I am today. Twenty years later and here I am. Still writing away my thoughts, but instead…on a digital journal (blog). Rather than being mortified of people discovering my heart on paper, I am now at peace with sharing all the intricate things God has placed on my heart. Why? Because I believe that though our relationship with God may be personal…it is not meant to be private.
It isn’t always easy — sometimes I have blogs sitting in my “draft” folder for months because my heart isn’t ready to be exposed to the world. But I know, in my suffering; in my joy; in my pursuit towards Christ, they are meant to be voiced to testify the goodness of God in my life.
The Power of Prayer
I reflect on my life and see how many red seas have been split, how many miracles have taken place, and how God has (and many times did not) intervene for my greater good through prayers. I encourage you to think of the many times God intervened (or didn’t) in your life; you will find it tracing back to a prayer you have made or someone else made on your behalf.
Jesus, My Friend
Hagar calls him the “God of Seeing,” reflecting the profound friendship that Jesus embodies. This is the kind of friendship that Jesus has, one that would make him selflessly leave his throne to comfort someone like Hagar, a slave, a gentile, a nobody.
God’s Purpose for Mothers
We all have a family origin story, trials and tribulations of some sort, and people who have shaped who we are for the needs that God knew our children would require. God gave us the strength (and courage) we required before we knew we needed it.
Your Identity
The heart that sinned from Adam and Eve continues to be passed down from generation to generation since the fall in the Garden of Eden. How do we know this? In Genesis 6, Cain murders Abel. Humanity naturally continues into this downward spiral of learned sin–in other words generational sin.
The God Who Sees
God sees you. Think about this, out of every single Old Testament Bible narrative, very few people were able to see God in flesh; and, if they did see God in flesh, they were of the men of God of the people of God. But here, we read “for she said, ‘Truly here I have seen him who looks after me.’”
Lessons Learned From A Disciplemaker
Disciplemakers are God's agents for his redeeming plan for creation. This means that we have more to hope for as we sit across the table from our disciples, children, peers or in a room of our fellow ministry members.