9/28/12

Live Your True Identity - A Series



I*den*ti*ty -  
"the characteristics determining who or what a person or thing is"

The moment you became a Christian...the very moment you said "YES" to Jesus Christ becoming the Lord of your life...you became a new creation!

You had an identity change.

Don't believe me? 2 Cor 5:17 says - 

"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!"

The question is...do YOU even know who you have become? Do you understand the bundle of amazing truths and promises that came as part of the package deal when you invited Christ to live on the inside of you? More importantly, does the understanding of "the new you" cause you to live differently?

My guess is that most of us don't fully grasp exactly who we are in Christ and consequently, we live beneath our full birthright as a child of the Most High. So, it is with that premise that I begin this series of posts. Please know that I will be rediscovering and/or learning new truths along with you. I enter this as a pupil myself, crying, "Lord, teach us all! Help us discover our true identity so that we can walk through this world with greater confidence in who You have made us to be!" 

My plan is to do very short posts on this topic one or two times a week. Notice, I said that's the plan, but we shall see how it works in reality. Sometimes these fingers fly across the keyboard and before I know it, I have written what looks like a book!

Please plan to journal and take to heart all that you learn through this series. Don't just read it and go on about your business. Write the verses down, meditate on them, and ask the Lord to show you specifically how to apply it to your own life.

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Well, that's it! I hope you're as excited as I am about what God is going to show all of us through the power of His Holy Spirit and His Word! I'll be back next week with the first post. Have a beautiful weekend!!

First post in series: Truth #1

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9/24/12

Raising Your Own Best Friend


Just the other day...I had one of those moments, the kind meant to be treasured. There was hardly anyone else on the beach. It was late in the afternoon and a bit overcast. The sound of the waves had washed away any amount of stress I had brought on vacation with me just days before.

I sat on my knees, digging in the sand, trying to remember the last time I had felt so free to just "be". My eight year old daughter happened to be my playmate. I listened carefully to her instructions on the flow of the water and the proper direction I needed to push the sand. Our castle was begging for a moat, so my little engineer figured out the best way to build it. As we worked together, I marveled at her intelligence and beauty.

This time with her, this moment, was a gift. She recognized it, too.

At one point she broke from our conversation and work and said, "Mommy, I don't feel like you're my mommy right now. I feel like you're my best friend."

"Me too, honey. I feel the same way," I said, looking deep in her eyes as we exchanged smiles.

I wanted to pinch myself, thinking..."Is this real? How is it that I came to be so blessed?"

Her statement made me think about another day that I sat playing with her. She was just a baby, probably only six months old. My husband, who was watching us, suddenly remarked, "You're raising your own best friend, you know."

How profound his words were and are.

Yes, I discipline her. Yes, I teach her. Yes, I guide her. Yes, I mother her.

But after all of "that" is said and done...when she flies from the nest one day and the main bulk of my work is over...what I hope to be left with is a best friend.

The fact is, there is a special woman in my life who once played with me in the sand. She kissed my boo-boo's, took me shopping, and showed me special attention after some mean boy broke my heart. She was there, waiting on me after every practice, every football game, and every outing with friends. She showed me the heart of God and taught me how to listen...really listen...to Him.

She is my best friend, and I also happen to call her mom.

She didn't do all that she did to "raise a best friend" and neither do I and neither do you, but the effect of it all...all the loving and pouring out that we do...it ends up molding this mystery of a relationship. Who can explain it, exactly, the bond between mother and daughter? It is something timeless, eternally beautiful, awe-inspiring, and pure.

One day in the future, when I'm very old and my daughter is still considered young, it's my prayer that she'll once again be able to say a version of the words she spoke to me on the beach that day. I hope to hear something like, "You're not only my mom. You're my best friend."

I'll look back at her and remember the girl who once stood before me. I'll swell with pride at the woman she has become.  I'll swallow hard, dare myself not to cry, and say to her with a smile, "Me too, honey. I feel the same way."

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"Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children." - Charles R. Swindoll

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9/19/12

A Time to Relax

Just the other day...I was blessed to get to spend seven wonderful days with my family at our favorite beach. Although the week started a little on the cool side, by mid-week the weather was perfect. It was the kind of vacation that consisted of playing on the beach or in the pool all day, watching movies, and doing little of anything else! Ahhhhh...relaxation! I am so very thankful for the all the sweet moments we had. You'll hear more about them soon, but until then, here are a few pictures of our time together...









"Come to Me, all of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
Matthew 11:28

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9/4/12

Dear Beth, Please Forgive Me


Just the other day...I was humbled as a result of my own self-righteousness, and I've been feeling like I needed to share the story here, as a lesson for all of us. Let me warn you that you will see my "ugly" before you see anything "pretty".  This is not one of my proudest moments.  I am so thankful God knows that my heart is apt to lead me astray and that He is quick to get me back on track when it does. He never wastes a mistake!

Back in the spring of this year, I found out that Beth Moore would be coming to our area to hold a two-day conference and I got excited! I love her Bible studies! I have led her Bible studies. She is an absolutely amazing woman of God! I promptly put a poster up at our church and fully intended to help promote the event until.........

I found out how much a single admission would cost. Somehow, the price did not sit well with me. I got really upset that scores of women who needed to be reached with the love of Christ wouldn't get the chance, because they couldn't afford to get in the door. I live in a rural area, where most families would be considered "low-income", so of course, it bothered me. I made the decision not to promote the event at my church (other than leaving the poster up).

Fast forward a few months - - I received a phone call from a friend saying that her church was going to the Living Proof Live conference. They really wanted me to go and said that if I would go online and purchase a ticket, I could sit with them. I honestly don't know what I said, but I made it seem like oh I probably wouldn't go this time...no big deal....but thanks for asking.

That one phone call started me thinking though, about how much I really did want to go to the conference! However, I stuck to my guns and didn't dare purchase a ticket. I did, however, say a quick prayer to the Lord, concluding that if He wanted me to go, He would provide a way.

The closer the event got, the more I wanted to attend....but I continued to sit back in my pride and piousness, not budging.

I slept late on the morning the conference was to begin and woke up to a phone call. It was the same friend who had called me before saying, "Becky, if you want to go hear Beth Moore, we have an extra ticket." At that point, you could have knocked me over with a feather. I could not believe that God was giving me the opportunity to go! Within a few hours, I was headed out not only to go to the conference, but to stay overnight with my friend and her church members in a hotel.

It wasn't long after I arrived at the hotel that I heard that still, small voice start to speak:

"Do you run women's events? Do you pay the women who come speak?  Would you expect them to come for free? Have you been paid for speaking? How would you feel, if after all the preparation you put into it, you were not given anything in return?"

A clear lesson was starting to come into focus.

During the conference, I felt like every single word was meant just for me. The worship team had me standing in the very throne room of God. It was an amazing time in the Lord and I will never be the same because of it! I am still processing some of the things I learned at the conference, and I will be for quite some time.

At one point during the event, it's like the Lord opened my eyes and had me truly notice what was going on around me. I saw all the people there with Beth...the large team leading us in worship, those running sound and video, those on the film crew, and even her body guard. Beth talked about her team and how much they invest in these events....that they go home exhausted, having given all that they possibly could. She talked about them getting on airplanes and leaving loved ones behind. She showed us pictures of her husband and grandchildren. It all made sense. I "got it".

This was their livelihood...the way they supported themselves and their families. Clearly they were doing God's work and I was reaping the benefits.

How small I felt to have judged so quickly.

I didn't deserve to go, that's for sure. The grace of God in allowing me to attend is literally overwhelming. What a stinky, self-righteous attitude I had had!!! It humbled me to realize that, had I tried, I could have had a group come with me from my own church. Sure, many of the ladies couldn't afford it, but you know what? There had been plenty of time to raise the money! It was a missed opportunity. In retrospect, I wish so badly that I could have shared that time with the women in my own church.

And don't you know, as hard as I tried, my friend would not take a single dime of my money to pay for my ticket?! She wouldn't even let me pay for part of the hotel room. It was a little like rubbing salt in my wound...now that I wanted to pay (and had received so much), I couldn't!! Oh, the irony! Never doubt it folks, God has an amazing sense of humor.

So that's my confession - - another lesson learned in this journey - - and I pray that you will give me grace and love me still:) I also wonder if the Lord might be using this example to speak to you.

Ask the Lord today for a thorough examination.

Is your heart deceiving you? Any stinking self-righteousness hanging around in there, causing you to miss out on God's best?


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"The heart is more deceitful than anything else, 
and incurable -- who can understand it?
I, Yahweh, examine the mind, 
I test the heart to give to each according to his way, 
according to what his actions deserve."
Jeremiah 17: 9-10
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P.s. Beth, if you ever read this, I hope my true feelings have come across. I truly am sorry! In fact, I'm already making plans to come see you again...and this time I will gladly pay:)

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