A scaffold of conversations grows with in me an impassioned earnest to stamp friends with the Truth of who they are. I'm listen in to their self-doubts, lies, and ambiguity. Stories of family history, hurtful words, and concealed pain hang like heavy burlap. Their faces reveal angst, anger, fear, and self-disappointment. Frustration builds in me, as I know the opposite. I anger at the devil, piercing them with such deceit and fear and question.
About two years ago, I found myself destroyed by everything that unraveled and not knowing what that meant as my identity seemed shattered. In the fall of that year, I was ruminating on a Beth Moore message "You Are Who God Says You Are" and felt Him speaking Truth over me. I was lost in the chaos of definitions, labels of worldly worth, and scarlet letters people drapped over me.
But God pushed through. I sat down that night with colored construction paper and photographs and a plethora of pens and created a poster, like a child in kindergarten. The result turned into a Billboard of Truth for my life:
I Am Who God Says I Am is printed boldly, strongly in the middle. Words of redeem, renewal. Words of strength, truth, reality. Then around the frame I scrawled words, each like statements of Truth gifted: discerning, feminine, compassionate, creative, just, empowered...
As listen to the heavy hearts of friends, I beckon the same for them. That they may wear Billboards of Truth around their neck and be purposed in who God sees them.
Amen, friend! I long for all of us to know the truth and walk in the truth of who God says we are!
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