You see, there was a time when I didn’t seek to walk in any truth. I didn’t care. I didn’t care if the life I was living was leading to destruction. I didn’t care if a broken marriage was going to lead to divorce. I didn’t care if my life ended because of my own self-condemnation. I was broken. I came from brokenness. My life was destined to end in brokenness. There was no hope. There was no peace.
Or, was there?
I will give you a new heart. I will take your heart of stone…..(Ezekiel 36:26)
Boy! Did He give me a new heart. I did begin to care. I suddenly wanted a new heritage for my family. I wanted to be the wife and mother my family needed me to be. I had to learn. I had to depend on the One who could give me new life. I had to surrender it all, and then let God have His work in it. I had to stop trying to take it back and then give it back again when it got too hard, this pattern would wear me down. I am glad my God never grows weary.
I guess you could say, I did give up my life. I died. And I was raised to a new life, one where I now have hope for my family and generations to come. I now have peace.
There is Hope
There is Peace
There is Direction
There is Truth
There is Jesus
Life with Jesus just looks different.
A simple reflection from a simple black woman who was once lost, but who has now found new life in Christ.