A Captivated Soul!
I'm loved. Not because I loved God first, but because He loved me first. I am captivated.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Dear Dad
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
I Will Let God Define Me
Growing up, I always felt as though I didn't fit in anywhere with my family. My mother was loud, opinionated, and needed everyone to know how she felt at any given moment. My brother was the popular, cool guy who didn't have a problem in the dating department. Then there was me— a quiet, shy, and introverted girl. My mother and brother were extremely close, and I never felt as though I fit into my family. I guess, no, I was the black sheep. As I grew up, I spent so much time trying to fit into what I thought would be a perfect fit. You know, have all the pieces fit together perfectly. I was miserable. I love my family deeply, and love them for their differences (for the most part), I just always felt like I was on the outside looking in. I defined myself by who I should be in relation to my family structure.
As I grew older, my friends, teachers, and environment had a primary influence on my life. As a teenager through early adulthood, it is dubbed the "finding yourself" stage of life. Finding out what you wanted to do with your life, partying it up, and all of those things that would bring you, either long or short-term happiness. At least, that's how I thought it should be. I mean my career, and the company I kept would define my life. But I defined myself as one word: empty. All the time I spent thinking that my family, friends, and career status are the only things that should define what type of person I am, filled me with this void. I can't explain it. I felt as though there was something more. I mean, there had to be something more. This feeling, sadly, followed me until recently, but something changed.
What brought about this change?
Jesus.
I realized that I could keep defining myself by the standards of the world, or I could let Him who created me, define me. I am a sinner, and a daughter of wrath. I am redeemed and cleaned by His blood. I am now justified in front of a holy God. Loved beyond what I deserve. No one, and I mean no one, can change a person like Jesus. Anyway that I am defined, I pray that it is because of Him. In other words, I want to be like Him.