Often people ask: “What is your story?” Well, I have a lot of stories but none like the ones who have shaped me into to who I am and most of those are because of who I was. I have been struggling to figure out what I wanted my first blog post to be about and this is just what I felt the Lord was telling me to write. So here it is:
Who was I ? Well, when I was a child, I was technically an only child but I had a half brother and sister. I grew up not knowing my dad and my mother was a single mom. I was a favorite among many, especially teachers, I was always one to make sure everyone was included and had many different groups of friends. I was a best friend to many. I was also a competitive All-Star Cheerleader. I was baptized Catholic but did not live it out, nor did my family but on the occasional holiday. I was a goody-goody who always seemed to be the one doing all the right things. When my family moved to Georgia I was still all of those things, all through middle school and up to my senior year of high school. When I turned 17 my life flipped around and I seemed to no longer be concerned with being who I was but who everyone else was. I had friends who constantly wanted to do what everyone else was doing and I felt that I could only be a leader for so long. I then became a follower. I still knew who I was but I wanted to be everyone else too. Now, although I was always responsible, and never outrageous I still followed and participated. When I graduated high school I decided that my freedom was what was important and wanted to take advantage of it. I so badly wanted to do what everyone else was doing, living the college life and because I had the freedom, I did. Sex became something that was no longer sacred even though I had always said it would be. I was influenced by “friends” who has said: “I just want to have sex so I know what I am doing when I get married” That became a valid point for me too so, again, I followed but ended up hurt. I was hurt, I was lost. Thankfully this rebellion period was a short span of 3 months so I was not completely destroyed but I was hurt and damaged. I was taken advantage of, I was manipulated, but some how I was still loved and I was found. It was a small group of people whom I now consider to be life long friends that helped me become who I am, who found me and who led me. I became a believer, I became a Christian. I believe the Lord found me and it only took me little effort to find Him back.
Who am I now? I am a daughter, not only of parents but of the King. I am a follower…of JESUS. I am a leader of my friends. I am important and no longer hurt. I am healed and my heart is put back together. I am saved. I am a lover, and encourager, a healer. I am gifted with things that the Lord has provided me with and things that I have sought out. I am a dreamer and a go-getter. I am daring, and challenging. I am complete. I would be incapable of believing or acting out half of these things if I did not know my identity and who I was in the eyes of the Lord. I continue to strive to be the woman of God that He wants me to be and I want to encourage others to do the same.
Who will I become? I will become a world changer. I will continue to encourage, love, and heal. I will become a wife and a mother. I want to become exactly who the Lord has me to be. Now, that is way easier said than done so I commit to this journey and I ask you to follow me in that. Keep me accountable, keep me running… not away but toward Him and His desires for me. Join me in prayer and Thanksgiving for our wonderful lives and what they hold next!
