Who Are You?

Hey girl. I know who you are, and I love you anyway.

You have been single more than you’ve been in a relationship, or worse yet, you’re lonely in your relationship with Mr. NoGood. You’re calling him your boyfriend even though he only posts selfies. Mostly he texts or emails you, or calls you late at night or when he’s driving. Every first date you go on is with the one, only it never seems to pan out. You’re the girl who’s gonna do what she’s gonna do; God made you just how you are and He must know by now how to cope with you. You’re the girl who went too far, and now you don’t know how to get back. You’re not even sure if you want to get back. All you know is that things aren’t working anymore. You’re the girl who is tired because every good man you find is taken, and you don’t want to be a side dish. You’re the girl who is always picking through the leftovers. Or maybe you’re the girl who have nothing left to give. I. Feel. You.

You already gave your heart to the Lord a dozen times, but it doesn’t feel like anything “happened”. Or else, you’ve cried on the altar, laid it all at the foot of the cross, and then the morning after when the emotion has gone, you wash your face and go back to doing all the things you do (because that’s what you know). Or maybe you remembered believing in stuff always finds a way to let you down, so you let go of your Christian walk and wait until the next crisis or tent crusade comes to town. Maybe you’re that girl, the one who cut her first teeth on the church pew, and everybody in that little tight community knows you since you were in diapers. If they only knew what was swept under the rug before or after church... oh girl. Are you just going through the motions of church, sitting real quiet with a smile, afraid to talk or ask the questions you really want the answers to, about sex and sin? God forbid anyone thinks that you...!

I see myself in you, because I’ve been all of these girls and more at one time or another. I have done more wrong than right at times, and I am not proud to admit it. Please don’t discount me because I’m married now... that’s a whole new chapter and different blog, and I’m only on post number 1 here.

Here’s the word: God wants you to know that He really does understand you. I challenged Him to take me, with all of my flaws, my sin, my bad-itude, my broken heart, my tears, my generational issues, my ups and my downs with church and religion and faith, take all of it, and bring me through it. Give me the voice to speak to it. I’ve walked more than a mile in those shoes. I am here to listen to your heart and meet you at your point of emotional need, if you want me, or need a friend. I’m going to give my two cents and challenge you to take the rest up with God, work it out with Him in your own time. I may confront you with hard truths and say things that make others blush.

Church, if no one talks about it, your girls are forced to sink or swim and not enough of us know how to swim. Throw out this lifeline to them. Thank you! Click on older to go to the next post!