25: Girl On Fire

It’s pretty obvious what today is, isn’t it? And I can feel my silliness climbing rapidly. Oh well.

I’d always attempted to imagine what it’d feel like when I turned 25. Definitely not like this. For me, it’s a dawning. The past couple of years have been crazier than words can describe, and I had thought that I need to get my act together before I step on this threshold of 25. You see, it’s like a line that I’m crossing. I wanted to cross the line without my plethora of mistakes and at least the semblance of a presentable life.

The past few years leading up to this one have been trying, to say the least. However, they have also been the building blocks that led me here. There were days when I longed to be someplace else but where I was, with someone else other than the people I was with, and even someone else than who I am. I longed to escape the discomfort, the pain, the troubles, the uncertainties and the pressures. But I’m glad I didn’t. 

Arriving at this threshold made me realize a number of things. I’ll share.

  • Perspective means everything. God’s perspective is everything.
  • While a lot comes with age, even more comes with humility and obedience. 
  • There is nothing as important as my heart. It is what makes me who I am and what defines the continuity of my existence. 
  • There’s no point trying to prove a point. 
  • Contentment is a worthy companion. She comes along with peace, tomorrow’s promise, and the steadiness that protects faith from wreckage.
  • There will never come a day when anyone is 100% satisfied with me, and vice versa. Righteousness is simply good for me. 
  • God is truly not angry with me.
  • I’ll always be imperfect, but there’s not another of me anywhere on the planet, so I’d better give my best to those I am with and be happy with this me. 

My heart is full, and my narrative lacks coherence, but I can’t seem to coordinate properly thinking about God’s grace. Suddenly, His corrections and instructions are full of life to me. Suddenly, He is more precious to me than I ever esteemed. Suddenly, I really panic at the thought of doing without Him. And suddenly, in my seeming moment of great defeat and “non spirituality”, His Words are becoming life to me. Everything God says has taken on a new and deeper meaning. And it is getting easier to see me the way He always did.

Now I know what I want to look like in 25 years: A tree planted by the rivers of living waters; oak of righteousness, the planting of the Lord; flourishing in the courts of God

I want to be a steady, fruitful, wise, insightful woman who dispenses wealth and whose life is deeply impactful in all the ways that matter. And as long as I keep my heart on my precious Lord whose strength is mine, you’ll be reckoning with a fiery force in another quarter of a century! 

I’m planted; ready to flourish. I’m lit; ready to glow. I’m here; ready to stay. Ready to live, to love and to conquer! 

I’m on fire. 


Brave, Courage & Bold II

As I read through Scripture, I realize and hold to the conviction that God never made us to live empty, selfish lives. It would make no meaning whatsoever. 

There’s something distinctly God in every one of us that calls out to and for a depth that is beyond us. It’s obvious from the things that fascinate us. In science, we are mesmerized by the universe and planetary bodies. We want to go beyond, see beyond. Galaxies. The Milky Way. Other planets. Aliens (though I’m still very sceptical of any alien that isn’t as cool as Bumblebee or Optimus Prime). Beings and life from outside of our world. Then we move over to art. Depictions of heaven, hell and other matter that we only see in our dreams. Movies. Music. We are all reaching for a depth.

The thing is, all that we search for is in one place: Christ. I read a commentary in my Bible, just after Ephesians 1:3. There is a line that says that Jesus Christ (the Anointed One) is the Lord to whom we belong and the SPIRITUAL PLACE where every believer is presently located. Think about it: we are already within that depth that we are grappling for…at least you are if you are born again. 

Now, for the boldness to live like you are there. 

A good number of us lack that. We would rather embrace the parts of us that are easy to handle than let ourselves be drawn into and in by this Anointing. We pretend that only our pastors and leaders need courage. That’s laughable. If anything, we need it more than they do. Why? Because they have proven to us over centuries that they will not hide beneath anything: not scandal, not mistakes, not fallibility, not success. They have shown us what it means to reach continually for the anointing, no matter where it sucks you, and to live courageously and meaningfully by the power of God. 

I think it’s about time the rest of us, on the opposite side of the pulpit, put aside our safety nets and jumped headlong into the depth that is Jesus, disregarding everything else. Is it easy? Err, maybe you should jump and find out. What’s the outcome going to be? Again, jump. Maybe when we jump into that anointing, that blood of Jesus that we like to sing about, leaving inhibition behind, we just may find all the peace and contentment we seek, and more. And then we will be able to help others dive in too. 

The meaning and substance we seek, we will find as we surrender, and as we do, we will find that it is quite easy to live fully, deeply, courageously and more impactful. 

Being brave never gets old. Reach for the Anointing, and let it do in you and to you what it should.