From the earliest I can remember, I was a “Christian”. The word itself grades on me. I feel like it doesn’t mean what it should mean, I feel like it doesn’t accurately portray my relationship with God. You see, I am not a go to church on Sunday, pray when life is hard, ask God for help when I need it kind of Christian. I am a on-fire, worship Him for hours, pack up and sell everything I own and follow Him wherever He leads me kind of Christian. I. Love. God. I love Jesus, and I love Holy Spirit. I live for Him and Him alone. I seek Him on every possible thing that I remember (I still have my busy seasons where I forget).
God is a part of my parenting, my marriage, my business, my friendships, even my house (I’ll save that for another day). He leads me, He speaks to me, He guides and directs me, His word is my foundation, He disciplines me, He is the reason I was created and the reason that I live.
I am a passionate person, but there is no match for my relationship with God. It is where all of my passion resides. When I get to talk about Him, I light up inside. Every good thing in my life is Him, He is in the hard times, in the broken times, He is faithful and good and I am His.
This blog, His.
Gather ‘Round, His.
My family, His.
My life, His.
Today’s episode is a small glimpse into my journey to where I am with God today. I have not arrived, I am not perfect, I don’t have it all together, and I make SO many mistakes. But this is not a story of Rebecca’s faithfulness, it is a story of God’s faithfulness despite Rebecca.
If you want more in your relationship with God, then this one’s for you.
No links, no advertisements, no pictures, just Him.
Love,
Rebecca
