Meditations from the heart

You are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people of his own possession that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light.”1 Peter 2:9

It was the Sunday before our world changed as we knew it. We didn’t know it but God did. I was sent on a special mission to be love to the one I loved but I didn’t know it. I never felt like anything special. Growing up in an dysfunctional home will do that to you. It leaves you craving for all the things you should have received as a little kid but you just grow up feeling so empty so insignificant. It was a Sunday like any other Sunday or so I thought.

We were being called to be the love where we lived. I had recently just moved to a new home in a new city with the man that I loved. I was trying to adjust to all the new changes but just felt so alone and lonely. I still missed my old home with all its familiar sights and sounds. It was still home to me. I felt like a nomad caught in between the place that felt like home and the place that didn’t. I imagined I probaly felt a little like Abraham when God called him away from his home. So the call to love where I lived was a challenge to me. In hindsight it took years to feel at home there. But that day as I walked forward to be annointed I never could have known that I was being called to show the one I loved a different way to live. But God knew. Then the pandemic hit and we were on lockdown. These were challening days. Challenging to new couples and old alike.

But here I was and I was going to make the best of it. It was a divine time for me where I drew closer to God and found my way back to Him and also a time that showed me that I was no longer the person I use to be. Recovery had changed me and recovery lived in me and began to change the one I loved. For me the pandamic was just the starting point of what God would do through me. To bring serenity and calmness and healing. 💜