
Last Wednesday night I went to Praise Gathering at NCU, and along with me came some girls from HOORAH (a women's accountability and bible study group). I went into the night with the mindset that tonight is for the girls and I am going to need to be strong for them.
FALSE.
It was a night for me to fall on me knees at the foot of the cross. The start of trying not to be resistant to God. As of lately I have been very resistant to God. So... I thought I would try not to be resistant and for the first few songs I was... and then I was like if the next song is "Lead me to the Cross" I don't know what I will do. Well sure enough the next song was just that. In front of me was a nice spot that I felt the Lord was beckoning me to. So I hopped over some chairs and knelt before the Lord. I cried. It felt good to cry.
I prayed about...
Lust
Being selfish
Being a mess
Being resistant
That I would see what He sees
However, I still am somewhat resistant. But that was a start.
I am also still in a slightly confused state. I was chatting with a friend and she had read my blog and mentioned my masks and that I should not care what people think... that got me thinking about whether or not I do care what people think? I feel like I never really have cared about what people think of me. Okay, ironically though... the only time I have cared about what people think is when I have been dating someone. The biggest struggle of my life still. Strange. Anyways... ugh.
So I wrote this thing after praise gathering while I was sitting listening to the last set.
I am a mess, but I am beautiful.
I am splattered all over the place, but I am good enough.
I am lustful, but I am redeemed.
I am selfish, but I am becoming selfless.
I have a mask, but I have been unmasked.
I was lost, but I have been found.
I walked down a crooked path, that now is straight.
I have a burning flame within me that has been forgotten, but it can NEVER be put out!
This is who I am striving to become, but along the way I am discovering more and more about myself. I am embracing my mess. I don't always have to be put together and make it seem as if my life is just dandy when it is not. God will meet me right where I am at if I allow Him to. Still getting there. Trying not to fight.
I am finding beauty in this journey and I love it. I may not always show it but I am finding beauty in it.
I am discovering that when I am resistant to the Lord I am resistant to people in my life.
I am discovering that with the help of my friends I learn even more about myself.
I am discovering that not always being emotionally strong is okay.
I am discovering what it looks like to be humble.
I am discovering what humility is.
I am discovering that I am going to need not only the Lord to travel into certain places of my heart but my friends as well.
I am discovering what it looks like to just "be".
I am discovering what true freedom in God's Love is.
In discovering all of this stuff... I am finding it is hard sometimes because if I don't come off as happy then I am mad, when I'm not. I guess I need to figure out a middle there. Or do I? Hmmm...?
2 Corinthians 3:17-18 "Now the LORD is the spirit, and where the spirit of the LORD is, there is freedom. And we all, who with unveiled faces reflect the LORD's glory, are being transformed into His image with ever increasing glory, which comes from the LORD, who is the spirit."
Ephesians 4:22-24 "You were taught, with regard to your former way of life, to put off your old self, which is being corrupted by its deceitful desires; to be made new in the attitude of your minds, and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness."
Signing out: More than just a beautiful mess.