“Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the
Almighty. This I declare about the Lord: He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; he is
my God, and I trust him.” Psalm 91:1-2 (NLT)
In May 2017, I found myself at church. To be honest, this was a place I hadn’t been in a very, very long time. I wish I could tell you that I’ve always had a relationship with the Lord - that I know the Bible like the back of my hand - but the truth is: He and I just became best friends within the last year.
Every day, I am growing to know Him. In turn, I am learning who I am, and who I am meant to be.
I grew up in a Christian household. We went to church every Sunday, we prayed before we ate, and we had the 10 commandments hung in the foyer of our home. The Lord was close to me, and yet, I was far away from Him. Sometime right before high school, I became completely disconnected from Him. Through it all, I was very aware I didn’t have a personal relationship with the Lord. I thought “No, I’m good. I don’t need that!”
In May 2017, that was the only thing I needed. In the midst of heartbreak, I remember driving to a nearby church. I didn’t know at the time what urged me to go there... because I hadn’t been there in years. In hindsight, I know it was Him. I was broken. I felt unloved, unknown, and unworthy, yet He was guiding me back to Him. He was guiding me home. I walked into the church that night and fell to my knees and asked, “God, if you’re up there, will you help me?”
My heart breaks for that girl who had no idea of the unwavering and beautiful love the Lord has for her. I’ve grown so much since that girl on her knees begging for God. But don’t get me wrong, I am still the girl who begs on her knees for God! However, instead of desperation, it’s from a place of desire and celebration. Because today, I know I am loved, known, and chosen!
I’ve been spending my Bible time in Genesis - the place where God starts His story with us. In