I love knowing this and pondering this.
There is a longing in my heart that wants to continually know more and be less for MORE of Jesus...
I want to experience greatness of my Creator's perfect plan and good purpose.
I love watching my lil' almost 9 month old experience and learn how he was created...the clapping hands, the crawling, the smiling, the never ending exploring with this hands and mouth and tongue...isn't it beyond us how God created us...our souls, our hearts, our physical bodies, and our minds.
I love listening to my 2 1/2 year old use words I didn't even think he could retain after just reading a book once or twice.
I love watching my 4 1/2 year old challenge her physical body to stand up on her bike as she pedals, to jump higher, and run faster because God made her body able. I watch her sing songs and do actions at vacation bible school.
I see through my children the work and ways of the Creator. And it is so good and life giving.
Yet, I think I can do this thing called life on. my. own. way. too. often.
So, I finally decided to dare go there.
Women of the Word, you know where I'm talking about...the woman we all dread meeting...the wife of noble character, but who can find her? So, I went there...to Proverbs chapter 31 to study with a Good Morning Girls Email Group.
And it has made me realize even more...I love that God created me.
I love even more that he is not finished molding me to the way He designed me to be.
I have been whispered to.
He has called me to be rare. A wife of noble character. The word noble actually comes from the Hebrew word chayil which means a "person of battle". I am in battle and my commander in chief is the Lord. I must go through HIM.
So, I'm putting my armor on...amidst the chaos and busyness of the American way of life knowing full well that God sees me as perfect and spotless through the blood of the lamb Jesus.
Created for Jesus. He is my perfection so I no longer have to dread Proverbs 31 for the battle belongs to the Lord and I can be a woman living well.
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