I told my story the other day. I told my team about being a typical teen and coming back to God. I told them about mama and taking care of her. Then I tried to explain my relationship with God now. You know when you don’t really know or understand something until you verbalize it? I’m one of those people. I think I said a few quick words trying to explain how the past season of my life drew me closer to God, but at the same time I know something isn’t right. my heart is scared.
Right before everything happened with mama I was in a great place with God. I could comfortably pray that all I had was His. But after living that I put up some walls between me and God. Realizing this was odd. Througout the last few years I drew closer to God and got to know Him in a whole new way. It was one of the most growing, stretching, and heartbreaking seasons of my life.
Realizing this also awakened a deep desire in me. I want to draw closer, I want to dig deeper, and with all the knowledge I have now, I want to pray the all I have is His. This journey to give God all of my heart starts now. Not just the shiny parts, or the easy pieces. More important than those pieces I want to give Him the things closest to my heart.
