We’re His

 

I struggle so much with witnessing to people about Christ.

It’s wild.

I feel like I have this beautiful, wonderful news deep within me, but I’m fearful about sharing that news with others.

Truthfully, I don’t want to lose friends or popularity. I don’t want to seem all legalistic or come off judgy.

I don’t want to come off like I got it all together or make it seem like I’m “she who is without any sin.”

I live in such fear, yet I know I need to share.

I know there are people in the world– people struggling with their identities, their sexuality. They’re struggling with secret sins. They live in anxiety and comparison and wrong mindsets. They live wondering what their purpose on Earth is.

They go to church on Sundays and then act like the Bible ain’t for them to live by during the week. (Hey, I too act like this sometimes).

Then there may be some that think there is absolutely nothing wrong with how they live, yet when up against what I know the gospel truth to be, they are living, not in the truth, but a lie. It may be truth to them, but it’s not God’s truth.

As a Christian, as a woman who claims to love God and love people, shouldn’t I help shed some light? Shouldn’t I help guide others to what I know to be true?

Today, while listening to this powerful sermon (I’ll share the link below), I was reminded of this:

Every single person on this Earth is a child of God.

Whether they admit to it or not, they are.

We were all created by God, intentionally and with care, and He wrote out our stories before we even took our first breaths.

Psalm 139 assures me of that.

And me, being a mom myself, a parent, no matter how many kids I have (whether one or many), wouldn’t I want all of them to be saved? Wouldn’t I want somebody, anybody to set them free from a life I know is going the wrong way???

I think that’s how God feels. He sees us, watches us, and lovingly tries to guide us, while we live like we don’t know Him. And some of us don’t. I myself struggle with knowing Him for real for real.

But as a Father, He still wants to save us. He still wants us to live free, but He wants us to live freely His way.

And to the world (and sometimes to me) His freedom may feel like restrictions.

It may feel like a bunch of “don’t do this” or “don’t do that.”

It may feel like we’re living a life where we’re set up to miss the mark.

It may feel like we should just throw in the towel and live however we wanna.

But I’m here to say that living life HIS way—it’s true freedom.

I see that more and more as I live my life.

I can’t speak on every sin or wrongdoing.

But I can speak for myself.

I’ve tried casual sex.

I’ve tried alcohol.

I’ve tried looking like the culture, trying to fit in and mute my voice so as to not come off as “doing too much” for God.

And it’s a lie. It’s exhausting. 

Yes, I try to be honest about my walk with the Lord and yes, even that walk has me tired and frustrated. But it’s like the weirdest and most beautiful type of tired and frustrated. It’s beautiful because I know in my heart that my God is with me. I know that Jesus came and put on flesh so that He could save me, relate with me, love me.

He did it for us. He left Heaven for us. He lived a human life for us. He bled and died for us. He gave all for us.

How could we not give all of ourselves back to Him? How could we be too shy or too afraid to share how He’s saved us? How could we not tell others about how He’s set us free???

I can’t keep living silent.

It’s not right. It’s not fair. Somebody long ago shared the gospel with me and I can’t shake how it’s changed my life.

I should want the people in my circle, people who I see and talk to every single day to experience this change, too.

God is calling me to share. God is calling me to be brave.

Even if it causes me to lose friends. Even if my opinion ain’t popular. Even if I’m the only one in the room that’s saying what I feel others need to hear.

I have to follow God’s lead. I have to let it be known that WE ARE HIS.

Whether you believe in it or not, we’re His kids.

We belong to a God Who is not indifferent, Who isn’t waiting on us to fail, Who loves us with a love that nothing or no one can separate us from.

I’m His.

I’m His kid.

I will never reach perfection, bad as I wish I could.

I’ve never had a romantic love where I felt safe or could truly be myself–but I’m hopeful that God will bless me with it.

I don’t always believe God, but I’m trying to daily. I do believe that God can free you — of any addiction, any lifestyle that may not be pleasing to Him, or any mindset that is contrary to Christ.

I am God’s and I will obey Him. I will follow Christ, and though some days I’ll fail and I’ll experience doubts and disappointments and loss and tears, I will obey my Savior.

Jesus makes this plain to us who follow Him:

^“And then he told them, “Go into all the world and preach the Good News to everyone. 

Anyone who believes and is baptized will be saved. But anyone who refuses to believe will be condemned.”

Mark 16:15-16 NLT

Jesus, give me boldness, give me courage, lead me with the help of the beautiful Holy Spirit–I want to follow You always. I want to make Heaven crowded. I want to do Your will.

I’ll love You forever,

Key♥️