This past weekend, I attended a women's conference event at a church. During that service, I was truly delivered from rejection. I could feel the weight of years of abandonment and rejection lift from my body. The preacher's sermon on "The Gift of Rejection" played a crucial role in this healing process. I knew I was on a journey of healing, but I had no idea it would be this dramatic.
On the Sunday after the "deliverance" service, my Pastor preached on vocation vs. calling. That's when I realized that I've been searching for my place in the church for so long, and that place is in leadership. I finally did it. I said it out loud: I want to be a minister. I realized that I've been searching for my place in the church for so long, and that place is in leadership.
Let me back up a bit. I've always known I wanted to preach the gospel, but I didn't think anyone would take me seriously. I'm comical. I'm witty. I don't growl and roar when I speak. Who is going to listen to me? I compared myself to the image that was placed in front of me from my culture. Honestly, I wanted someone to see it in me. I wanted people to recognize my gift and calling for leadership and say, "I think God is calling you to be a minister." It's the need to be wanted. I also listened to societal norms and thought I couldn't pursue this path because my husband was already the minister in the family. I now realize that was me speaking from a place of fear and rejection.
After saying it, I feels like a weight has been lifted. I actually feel free. Now, I don't know what the process will look like or when it will happen, but I just know. I am called to show people that nothing can separate them from the love of God. I know my style, my walk, my voice is here to help others find freedom from feeling unloved.
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