Life...Camera...Action

How many roles have you played? What different types of characters have you been? Confused? We all are I think. We are taught when we are young how to act. Whether it is in a restaurant, the grocery store, at family gatherings, in the classroom, at the dinner table, or just at the park with playmates. When we learn to be an adult, we are taught how to act in an interview, at work, at social events, on a date, at sporting events, and in front of our children. By this time, we have learned when or when not to show our tears, laughter, anger, fears, and our opinions. We have been fashioned to form ourselves to fit our surroundings so we will blend with and not offend other people who are doing the very same thing in order to blend with and not offend us. The fear of nonacceptance teams with the fear of standing out and together keep us bound behind our masks. And so goes life...the stage. Our mind's camera constantly focused on who might be standing out, hoping that it will never be ourselves. On we go, putting on our Grammy-winning performances. Here is where we can ask the age old question, "Who am I?". We are nobody and everybody. The good news is that we can be somebody unique. God created in us who He wants us to be. He designed us each differently for individual purposes. So, my challenge to you is to seek out who you are through Him. Ask Him to show you who he made you to be and give Him the opportunity to help you become that special person. If you ask, you will receive. If you seek, you will find. If you knock, the door will be opened to you. What are you waiting for? Go be YOU!

She is Reborn

É Rinata is Italian for “she is reborn”. That’s what I am. Reborn. I grew up being and becoming one person and through a certain divine exchange I am now someone new and becoming someone new. I unintentionally came to the end of myself one afternoon during what I thought would be a neat event where I would hang out and possibly meet some celebrities. I could not have known who I would really meet. Something was said that afternoon that drew me forward. Fighting my shyness and concern for what others may think, I stood and made my way toward an unknown destination. Something, no…someone was inviting me, asking me to come, drawing me. I wanted more than anything to go. I didn’t like change, or anything unfamiliar, but this was so enticing. I was not afraid or suspicious. I did not shrink back or run away, which was my usual way of handling the unknowns in life. Instead I pushed forward toward this new thing. It was warm and comforting and something I knew I had to have, or be a part of. I could feel a presence all around me and I surrendered to it. Tears came, and I let them come. They fell and flowed and did not stop for a very long time. I stood there in the midst of the crowd not caring about those around me, hardly aware they were even there. I could only think of the tears. It seemed as though each drop brought with it more and more ugliness as it left me. Every tear washing away all the yuck inside. They kept coming, and every ugly thing I was or ever had done or felt came out with them. I did not try to stop. It felt so wonderful, so liberating, so cleansing. I sat there and sobbed and wept. A tidal wave of love rushed through my soul, saw everything I ever was, and swept it away. There I was, a whole new person with a whole new life. I got to start over. I look at things a new way now, and am very different than I was. When Christ took away all the ugliness, depression, fear, hate, scars, he gave me forgiveness and peace and joy like I never knew existed. There was nothing religious about it, no ceremony, no specific prayer that was prayed, no chant or any kind of formality. It didn’t even happen in a church. He just came for me where I was, called me to him, and he gave me a new life, a clean heart & conscience, and has stayed with me since then constantly renewing me and teaching me and yes, still forgiving me. He adopted me and loves me, and guess what? He offers this to every single person. Just ask him for the opportunity, and when it comes, accept him…surrender, and enjoy.

Hey Y'all!!

Umm...got the blog. Now what?
I suppose a hello would be appropriate for post number one. So, hello to all my friends and family (and friends-to-be).
I also suppose some writing is in order. With writing comes thinking...hmm. I guess with blogging there will be typing, and time to type. So I reckon I've put the cart before the horse here. I have neither the time to think, nor the time to type. This will be an adventure and I can't wait to start. Of course I can't wait...I don't have time to wait. OH! Look at the time! Gotta go!