I had a desire, a desire so strong it wouldn’t leave me. A heart that pumped words to my soul, the beat only I could hear said, “Write – write it out, let the world know.” The writing has morphed into a rally cry… Call it dramatic, call it exaggerating… This is serious.
I desire to be real. I think most people want to be their real, honest, and true selves, and somewhere along the way we’ve allowed ourselves to be molded and groomed by society’s definition of “right”… the “right” which is popular at the moment.
To complicate the matter further we’re held captive by the thoughts of what we’ve done and allowed them to become who we are. We walk around with plastic smiles; our eyes don’t quite light up the way they once did and hide behind the words “I am good,” all the while searching the eyes that might meet ours for some sort of recognition. The recognition of a tired and weary mom from a child who won’t sleep through the night. The recognition of a failing marriage and a home that is not a safe place to go. The recognition of eyes dampened and stained with redness of just cried tears – eyes that just looked at a new cancer diagnosis or the diagnosis which has just come back again. The recognition in eyes which allow someone to feel less alone…to recognize another lost soul…to recognize someone else with our brand of tough life.
What I really want to know, from the depths of my soul is when did we allow the lies of the enemy to sink in, to take hold of the fabric of our spirits. When did we give into believing the web of lies he spins. This writing became a cause to bring change, to stand up for the truth, to rip the box top off of the things that hold back the possibility of every woman.
Instead of recognition, we fail to see who we’ve become. We fail to look deep into the eyes of the woman in front of us; instead we focus on to-do lists and the countless other things which take up time and space in this precious life.
It’s time to say no, no to the shame of who we once were. To take a chance on the dusty Bible sitting on our shelves and open it up to the Way, to the Truth, and to the Life. To sit broken in prayer, asking for the understanding to grasp what those words say – to sit with eyes anew to the Gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. To understand that God sees you, sees you where you are in your mess, in your shame, in your new diagnosis…in your bad marriage, in your aloneness…single-parent-ness and wants to pick you up off the floor -- when you seek Him first -- the Alpha and Omega.
It’s time to say no to the lies of the enemy and read the truth about how much God loves us. Psalm 139 is amazing…lay eyes on the truth of Gods knowledge of you and me…
“For you formed my inward parts; you covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise you for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” -Psalm 139:14
“…and in Your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me, when as yet there were none of them.” -Psalm 139:16
Wherever you are dear sister you are valued, you are beautiful, you are fearfully and wonderfully made by a God who loves you. My prayer for you is just to sit, read His word, allow His peace to cover you and heal the inner-most parts of your soul.
Laurie is a Jesus follower, a wife, mother, home-maker and event planner. Life is crazy most of the time but she wouldn't trade one minute. Find out more about Laurie at www.mydoubledose.com