Captivating

What's this? Two blog posts in less than 24 hours? CRAZY!

But

I had to share this with the blogging world, because my mind is just BLOWN.

A good friend of mine, after getting to know me over the last few years has suggested to me over and over again to read Captivating. So I bought it . . . then it sat on my bookshelf for 2 or more years collecting dust.

Then

A few months ago God put it on my heart to read. So I started reading it, and I got angry. Because it related to me in SO many ways, it was like the book was written to address me and things that I have struggled with. It scared me. So I stopped reading it. (I got to chapter 2)

Today

I started reading it again, and clearly God has been working on my heart since I put it down at Chapter 2 and started reading it again at Chapter 3. It's amazing. Simply amazing. I am just blown away at the things God is revealing to me what it is to be a true woman of God after HIS heart, not after any one else's. And the biggest thing I learned today (which has gone hand in hand with a sermon my pastor preached on lament) is that instead of hoarding my hurt and expressing it in unhealthy ways to just express it to God. For some reason I have this idea of being calm and collected when I pray to God. . . that isn't real! So today I yelled at God, we worked through some stuff . . . and I feel GREAT!

In conclusion:

Read Captivating . . .

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