Good Morning my brothers and sisters in Christ. I pray you spent the week living intentionally and with purpose. This morning I was reminded of the times when God showed up for me. I know He is always present in my life, but there were certain events that He clearly showed Himself. It brought such a since of peace and adoration over me for the Father that I had to write about it. As always I pray that this post causes you to examine yourself and reflect on God’s presence in your own life. Blessings.
Yahweh Is My Friend
I grew up in the south suburbs of Chicago. We lived on a dead-end street and for the most part, the block had kids who were around the same age as me. Even though there were a lot of other young girls on the block I became friends with one who lived two houses down. Immediately, we formed a sisterhood. Playing outside with our Barbie dolls, eating dinner at each other’s houses, having sleepovers. We were so inseparable that we would even take family vacations together. Our friendship traveled throughout elementary, middle school, high school, college, and our adult life. Her family literally became my family. So much so that they sat at the throne of my heart. Being connected to them was the most important thing to me. As we started to evolve into young women our lives started to change. We abruptly had a moment of miscommunication that til this day I still don’t understand clearly. Needless to say, our twenty-plus year friendship ended. Just like that. One day we were besties then the next we weren’t. When she stopped talking to me so did her family. We would never recover from that separation.
Most of my life I dealt with a spirit of rejection. I grew up feeling like my parents didn’t love me. (That’s a story for another day.) After several failed relationships with men that familiar spirit of rejection would rise up over and over. So when my best friend didn’t want to be my best friend anymore, I was at a loss for words. Lord, why do people always leave me? Why do my relationships all of sudden just come to a screetching halt? What did I do to deserve this? Am I really that bad of a person that people don’t want to be connected to me?
Here’s the marvelous thing about our Father. He’s a jealous, God. That means he wants us and wants us to want Him. He doesn’t want anything or anyone to come in between us and Him. All of those relationships and people that I idolized were in God’s sit at the throne of my heart. If I was ever going to grow in God there had to be a division between me and everything/everyone that was competing for God’s position. How many of you have heard people say, “I lost something when I started living for God?” When you choose to live for God everything that prevents you from growing in that relationship has to die. Some relationships will die, some old habits will die, our reasoning and understanding will die. There is a cost associated with our relationship with the Father.
The Word of God says,
” The man of too many friends [chosen indiscriminately] will be broken in pieces and come to ruin,Proverbs 18:24 (AMP)
But there is a [true, loving] friend who [is reliable and] sticks closer than a brother.”
Amazing isn’t He? Yahweh wanted to be my friend. Me! The one who everyone else would throw away. I had to get to a place in my life that when people left, and things didn’t work out I was still at peace. I grew to understand that their repositioning no longer altered who I was or how I saw myself.
When God is your friend you have someone who will never leave nor forsake you. His intentions are never of malice. When He says He’s going to do something He upholds it. He doesn’t quit on you, He enhances you. He is the epitome of a true friend. I didn’t understand friendship until I allowed Jesus to be my friend. In return, being His friend required a level of commitment from me that would remove all things/people that would compromise the progression of our relationship. I can truly say that I’m glad that I am now a friend of God.
Ask yourself: Who has Yahweh been to you? I want to hear your story. If you have some time write your response in the comment section below. Your brothers and sisters in Christ would love to hear your story as well. Many Blessings.