“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.”- C.S. Lewis

This quote basically describes my life right now. Lately, I have been finding little to no satisfaction in the rewards of daily life. My mentality of “just trying to make it through till Friday” is turning up void. Every day is a battle between the luster of my culture and the Kingdom of God. Finally the clamoring noise of beauty, boyfriends, money, future and success finally just sent me in a tailspin. I found myself, once again, on my knees.

There is no better place. There is no better position than that of surrender. There is no greater freedom than opening my heart completely to it’s Maker and letting every bit of everything go. I confessed to God what he already knew. I worshipped God for just being Himself. I didn’t expect. I didn’t ask. I just was. Soon the bitterness and pressure in my chest transformed into a song of praise in my mouth. “I will love you Lord for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, for as long as we both shall live.”

If the Lord had not been my help, my soul would soon have lived in the land of silence. When I though, “My foot slips,” your steadfast love, O Lord held me up. When the cares of my heart are many, your consolations cheer my soul. Psalm 94:17-19

My encouragement today is to come to the Lord with anything and everything that is on your plate. You and I are not too good to share our burdens with the Lord. We are not so great that we can manage the pressure of this world without His help. 


The Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave

I love America. 

The Olympic Games kick off tomorrow night at 7:30 with the opening ceremonies and the Parade of Nations *excuse me trying to contain my excitement*. No matter what nationality, there is something undeniably powerful about seeing nation after nation march into the arena with pride beaming across their faces, hearts soaring. Dressed in their colors, every country parades around the track waving their flag. They have come to these Olympic Games to satisfy their own goals and justify years of hard work, but greater than that, they are there to represent their country. 

Granted, I am a proud American, but there is just something about our flag, what we stand for, that I believe sets this great nation apart. America was founded on freedom. Freedom to worship. Freedom to make your own way. Great, hard working Americans broke their backs to pave a way for my generation. Pioneers braved the unknown to make their homes in the wild west. Suffragettes fought for the right to vote, and won. Great men like Dr. King maintained the believe that all men were created equally and despite the opposition made America a place where Blacks could also be free. 

Above all, American men and women have served our country in the most Christ-like way imaginable; they gave their lives to maintain our freedom. Thank you, God. Thank you for America. Although we still have a long way to go, and many things that we can work on as a nation, the fact still remains that we can. This is America. We have hope. We have a vote. We can change. Let freedom ring. 

So tomorrow night, when the Olympic teams of these United States of America march in, I will probably tear up and my heart will fill up with pride as it does now, because I live in the greatest nation in the world. 

Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hail’d at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro’ the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watch’d, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro’ the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?



Being a Woman in the Eyes of God

There is something beautiful about the relationship between God and his daughters. Lately, this mysterious, deep, rich idea has been bubbling in my heart and mind. As a woman of God, I cherish this special way that I can relate to him. Without fail, every time I spend time with my Father I come away amazed at his complexity and the depth of a relationship he wants to have with me. 

To understand better the origin of the heart that has been established within me, I look to the story of Eve. She was the final piece to all creation. She was the last thing God created before he decided that he was finally finished. What she represents is so beautiful to me.

Then the Lord God said, “It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him a helper as his partner.” So out of the ground the lord God formed every animal of the field and every bird of the air, and brought them to the man to see what he would call them; and whatever the man called every living creature, that was its name. The man gave names to all cattle, and to the birds of the air , and to every animal of the field; but for the man there was not found a helper as his partner. So the Lord God caused a deep sleep to fall upon the man, and he slept; then he took one of his ribs and closed up its place with flesh. and the rib that the Lord God had taken from the man he made into a woman and brought her to the man. Then the man said “This at last is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh. this one shall be called Woman.” Genesis 2:18-23

Take a moment to let the full beauty of that story wash over you. God cared and loved Adam enough to create another companion for him beside himself. The creation of woman shows the importance of companionship. In his image, The Lord brings woman out of man as a reflection of his heart that is abounding in beauty and the desire to be close to us. Hallelujah. 

I like to think that God also created woman to complete the reflection of himself in mankind. To perfect the strength, power, and leadership of man who was given dominion over the earth, he created woman. He gave women, who give life, nurture, support, and deeply feel. He created women, perhaps, to glorify God by just being beautiful, the way he created them. In the grand finale of creation he created Eve and said it was good. 

And still. And still when we (women) are asked to write down ten things we are good at, we cannot. We as women mock our Father, our Creator, the Lover of our Souls by loathing the image we see in the mirror. We actually try and perfect our flawed selves by achieving a certain status, or by finding identity and validation in other men. Let’s go back to the garden. Can we seek Father God once more and let our hearts take joy in Him? For my sake, and for the sake of honoring my Father, I am returning to the woman who symbolized companionship, nurturance, life, and emotion. I am getting on my knees and living freely and fully as the woman I am. Will you join me?