how I want to be remembered.

 

[1 Peter 2:9]

“But you are a chosen people,  a royal priesthood,  a holy nation,  God’s special possession,  that you may DECLARE the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.

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Tonight, I went to a good childhood friend’s mom’s funeral. She was like a second mom to me and her daughter was my best friend from gymnastics. Her mom was only 48. Her death was very unexpected, and yet this is sadly a common story for a lot of us. I had peace tonight knowing where she is now, dancing with Jesus! As the memorial service went on the speaker began to fade out and all I could hear was the loving sobs of tears streaming down people’s faces and then it hit me- when your friend’s and family are saying goodbye their tears are not caused by memories of what you did for a living or what you wore, but of how you touched their lives. memories of who you were to them, how you loved them well and led them well. This is not new news to me, but it became much more real tonight.

For my funeral, I pray there is standing room only and that it is a celebration of life. That it goes on for hours of story after story after story… not because I think I am worth that, but because God IS and I want my life to reflect His glory, especially once I am gone. Isn’t that why we are here? (side note: it would be awesome too if everyone showed up in shirts with cats on them ha!)

I’ve been reading this book a friend recommended called The Circle Maker by Mark Batterson. I cannot put it down. In one of the very first paragraphs it says:

“There is nothing God loves more than keeping promises, answering prayers, performing miracles, and fulfilling dreams. That is WHO He is. That is WHAT He does. Bold prayers honor God, and God honors bold prayers. He isn’t offended by your biggest dreams or boldest prayers. He is offended by anything less. If your prayers aren’t impossible to you, they are insulting to God. Why? Because they don’t require divine intervention… The bigger the prayer circle we draw, the better, because God gets the glory!”

amen. God is the dreamer of all dreamers. I dream of one day seeing Haiti fully restored. I dream of seeing all brothels and sex trafficking shut down. I dream of seeing all of Dallas turn away from pride, violence, abuse, drugs, alcohol, sex, pornography, etc. and come to truly know the Lord who loves them deeply. I dream of one day eliminating the idea of poverty. the idea of people being unloved and the untouched. I want to bring Kingdom to the states and the nation! I dream…

[Isaiah 61:1-2]

“The Spirit  of the Sovereign Lord  is on me,
    because the Lord has anointed me
    to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
    to proclaim freedom for the captives
    and release from darkness for the prisoners,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor”

This is what G42 is about. These are just some of my dreams and I claim them. They are promises God has laid on my heart. Consider helping to join me and support me, listen to that stirring desire God has given you. I’ve learned (the hard way) in the process of re-entry and now being home a year from the race that we shouldn’t seek answers as much as we should just seek God. If you seek answers you won’t find them, but if you seek God, the answers will find you. Sometimes we just need to let go of our prayers and give them over to God. When we stop trying to manufacture our own answer to our own prayer, it is then we can instead trust God.

Do I know exactly my calling? nope. Do I believe I have only one calling? nope. All I know is God has called me to live for His glory alone. He is unpredictable and so I don’t know what lies ahead of me, but I do know that He is oh so good and I can’t wait to see what He has in store for me next :]

 

 

 

 

3 thoughts on “how I want to be remembered.

  1. Thank you for loving her; thank you for using that love to share God with others. There is no better way to honor her than how you just have.

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