“So God created mankind IN HIS OWN IMAGE, in the image of God he created them; MALE AND FEMALE he created them.” Genesis 1:27 NIV
Dear Heavenly Father,
It’s so humbling and honoring to know that you love us, both males & females, so much that you created us in your image. From the very beginning, you’ve loved us and continue to in ways we struggle to understand. Please open our hearts to love with your mercy and eyes to see in your justice. Help us live lives as Jesus has taught us and loving others without reserve. Dear Lord, I also continue to pray that you give me the courage and wisdom to fulfill the purpose you have created me for!
I pray this prayer in Jesus’s name. Amen.
I grew up in a little United Methodist Church that my Granny attended every Sunday long before I was a thought. My mother, being a good daughter-in-law, joined her. The men-folk really didn’t go to church, especially during ‘deer season.’ My memories of church in those days included early morning Sunday school taught by someone’s mom and sitting in church trying not to get in trouble. One particular service, as I’ve been told, I stood up on the pew and shouted back at the pastor to “hush!” Needless to say, I also have some memories of being drug out to the front steps during service. My mom once told me later that if she wanted to put me in the church’s nursery that she would have to go teach it, then missing church to begin with. After service, the whole family, cousins and parents would go back to Granny’s house for lunch. That’s where the men would be.
My mother was the first strong woman from my memories. She was Read more
Have you ever built a new life so different than the one you had?
When I was a young girl I would dream about moving away and starting over; packing a backpack and peddling my bike into the sunset. I read more Boxcar Children books than I probably should have. I especially yearned for change when I was in that awkward pre-teen, everyone is staring at me, point in life. I had attended school with the same peer group from 2nd grade until my Senior year in small town, Mississippi. Your reputation and social group was solidified in elementary school leaving very little room for mobility. I graduated high school at just 17 years old. So naturally, I started my college education at the local community college. In those early days, I began having panic attacks from feeling suffocated from living in a place that I felt was closing in on me. My values that I didn’t quiet understand yet, did not align culturally with the normalized sexism and racism that was just as common as sweet tea. When I was finally launched, I sought out strong females to guide me. I met some amazing women along the way who helped me develop my strength and find my voice. Read more