Girl You Need Jesus

“Girl, You Need Jesus!”

Life and living are about choices and choices are about free will. All of us have free will to make the choices that will have an infinitive impact on our life and those who know us. In my rebellious season (isn’t every journey we take, nothing more than a season?) of life I chose to rebel against anything that remotely involved God. In my rebellion I chose to rebel against anything that stated I had to be normal and go by the status quo or anything that involved God. If the life I had been given was indicative of what was right, normal or God blessed, my anger, hurt, grief and pain urged me to rebel. If this god my God loving grandmother constantly spoke so highly spoke of, this god who was so loving, so fatherly; why wasn’t he being that father to me? Why wasn’t he there for all the pain, shame and anger a young person like me had to bear? If this god loved me so much why he let those who hurt me survive while each day my spirit died a little more inside? Why did he take those who loved me away leaving me alone? If God protected his little children then why wasn’t I protected from the person who took my innocence leaving me feeling less than human?

When you’ve been hurt and your psyche bruised sometimes the only source of relief you may have is anger and rebellion, just to keep a portion of sanity, and that it may be fragile. You move through the world with your shoulders squared, chin out, head up and you survive by what you feel is your own strength. Certainly no god had his hand in something like your strength is what you tell yourself and others. Life has dealt you an awful hand and you have learned to live by your own wit, and you say that you depend on nobody, certainly not a somebody you can’t see or feel and you tell yourself that I can by my own strength and sheer determination get through life on my own. To those who don’t’ know you personally and those who think they do, you’re an inspiration, someone that has true grit....