John and I were in our bedroom getting ready to begin our day, when I remembered we had not taken one of our dailly supplements, a probiotic that tastes similar to dirt. And yes, I have tasted dirt, as a young girl baking mudpies in my back yard. It is not a drink that is enjoyable or one might think of as a cool refreshing drink. He always prepares this morning concoction for us, so I said, "Oh, we need to take our probiotic, call me crazy". I was trying to be funny by saying I was crazy. Little did I know, that my saying, those words "call me crazy" would lead my thoughts to a dark place. The next words out of my mouth were, "I've been called worse", then I began to re-live all the unflattering names I had been called, even testing my memory, with the challenge of, what's the worst thing I've ever been called and who said it? I quickly caught myself, and when I say quickly, I mean within a couple minutes. I said outloud, "What am I doing?". I confessed to John, that I was trying to remember all the negative words that had been spoken over me and the people who said them. Then I started saying outloud the words that God uses to describe me. Beloved. Cherished. Chosen. Heir. Called. Approved. Set-Apart. Anointed. Now, in order to hear the words of affirmation from God, I need to be listening and to be able to discern His voice. This short experience reminded me of a truth I live by, "Not everyone has permission to speak into my life". This phrase gives me the power to accept or reject words from others. I often give people permission to share their opinion or view about me, in the hope of refining myself into the image of Christ, but I also reserve the right to pray about the assessment, and ask God to help me, keep what is good for my betterment and to reject what is meant to harm me. This early morning event jump started the topic of the conversation for the upcoming EDGE (edgy) Women's Bible Study More Info. I looked up verses that confirmed who I was as a Child of God, an heir to the King of Kings, a daughter of my Creator, a sister in Christ. You can access these notes on the Women's page, Read Here .
The invitation was given at the close of our time together to write a note to yourself as if Jesus were writing a note to you. I have included a part of that note that I wrote to myself:
My precious Jaimi Lynn,
You are a joy to me. I love who you have become as my daughter. I love you more than you can imagine. You have been through some tough things in your life and you will have more difficult situations, but I want you to know that I was with you then and I'll always be with you. I have put people in your life to challenge you and to love you. I want you to always ask me for help, I want you to know I'm always available, I want you to know I'm proud of you.
That is just a few things He spoke to me that I am willing to share as an encouragement to you. We live in a world that bombards us with words and images of who the world says we are or should be, it is not just a women's issue. It is an attack on men and women. I challenge you to speak the truth about who you are in Christ. Write it down. Transform your thinking and line it up with the Word of God.