Today I realize what I've actually wanted my whole life.
I sought relationships for this. I sought money, degrees, titles, affirmation for this.
All I've actually wanted my whole life is to be protected. Safe. Secure. To know that I belong, that I'm advocated for.
As a young girl I didn't get this. As a young adult I sought this in all the wrong places.
As I young woman, I finally realize the truth:
My Heavenly Father is my protector.
This seems SO basic and yet I never fully understood this.
I don't belong to anyone. God is so jealous over me. He owns me. He takes pride over me. He is for me. He is very concerned with the little and big things in my life. He cares about how much sleep I get, what I eat, what I drink, how I drive, how I talk.
He cares about who my boss is, what I do day-to-day, who I talk to you, who talks to me. I'm not some pawn He takes advantage of.
I'm His precious daughter. He PROTECTS me.
This is a security I've never fully experienced.
It frees me to be fully myself and unto Him knowing that I don't answer to others, but to Him alone. I don't prove myself to anyone but Him.
So I take back my life from the men that I've given my security to. I take back my life from the bosses that don't see my full potential. I take back my life from the people who are jealous of me, think less of me.
I rest securely in the arms of my Protector and Keeper. He is my Portion. He is my body guard.
Matthew 10: 27-31
"What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight; what is whispered in your ear, proclaim from the roofs. Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather, be afraid of the One who can destroy both soul and body in hell. Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows."
My Father loves me. My Father protects me. My Father is committed to me.
I seek His face alone.
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