As I sit and think about this overly used term YOLO, I think about what it truly means. Since I've truly had a change of heart the term takes on a completely different meaning than it use to. Before I truly gave all my heart over to God yolo meant going out to the clubs, drinking, and just living it up. You only live once right? Satan had a hold on me. I was going Monday-Saturday living like a heathen then in church on Sunday. Some days I felt absolutely lonely and so heartbroken. Then when I was out living in sin for those few short moments I felt alive but when it was all over I was back to feeling as if I was WORTHLESS. Satan had lied to me and I believed every word of his lies. Satan calls me by my sin and I refuse to continue to allow that to happen. Almost two weeks ago I hit rock bottom and cried out to God to give me a change of heart because how I was living wasn't getting it anymore. I truly understood in that moment of crying out I had to give God all of me not just part of me! I realized I can't go intentionally live in sin and think God was gonna answer my prayers and be near to me. I realized I had to make God the center of my life! Nothing else was to come before him in any kind of way. In that moment YOLO took on a new meaning to me. YOLO now means reaching out to people who I probably never would've reached out to before. Serving in ways I never served before and giving God the glory for ALL the things going on in my life. YOLO now means taking on the challenge of impacting the kingdom of God. I know the devil will be there to tempt me to do wrong but I know with God on my side I can flee from the evil of my previous life. Amos 5:14-15
Love,
Heather
Friday, January 31, 2014
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Interrupted
First, let me introduce myself! My name is Heather. I'm married to my amazing husband of 1 year and 7 months. We have two beautiful children who call me mama! January 21, 2014 my life was interrupted in a way I never could've imagined. When I say interrupted I mean in a good way! You may ask who or what interrupted my life and I would be more then happy to tell you! Its not a what but a who! This who is none other than God himself. I can tell you before this interruption I was living like a pure heathen. I have always believed in God and was raised in church but I got off the path big time when I was around 15. By the time I was 16 I was pregnant! I was living an empty life just trying to fill the void of being lonely. I didn't realize at the time that I was headed into self destruction. At 17 when I was 7 months pregnant I found myself in a relationship that wasn't healthy for me whatsoever. I knew in my heart he wasn't the one but I continued to tell myslef he loves me and I really don't wanna be alone. Little did I know the relationship would get worse throughout the years. Not only was I involved in this relationship but I had my daughter around this person. A long the way he cheated on me and left me and my at the time baby daddy who is now my husband and I got involved again but my ex just wasn't letting that happen. So I ran back to him thinking things will be different but they weren't. By the time I was 19 I finally let go and got back with my husband. After being back together for a little over a month he popped the question and I said YES! Before you ask whyyyy? My husband and I had been talking for years. Since like the 8th grade. We had a beautiful daughter together when we we're 17. So that connection was always there. By the time I was 20 I found myself pregnant again before marriage! I was 3 month pregnant June 11, 2012 when we decided to go to the courthouse and make it official! The first year has been extremely rough.Our relationship was not Christ centered at all. We would go to church on Sunday then the rest of the week we did what we wanted how we wanted. Then in April 2013 we we're told we would be moving 11 hours away from home to San Antonio, Tx because of my husband career in the Navy! Leaving my family was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do! I had never been more than 15 minutes away from my parents other than when I would go to summer camp! It took lots of getting use to once we moved here. My husband and I were fighting more and I cant tell you how many times I wanted to pack my bags and just come home but Im thankful I didnt because our marriage probably wouldn't exist if I would've. The past week we decided to put God first and stop saying were gonna do better and then never do it. Instead of putting ourselves and kids first we've started to put God first and what a tremendous difference it has made. God came right on time. I cried out for the desire to know him more and that's exactly what I got.
Love,
Heather
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