🖍️ Meek and mild meet God’s wild child✏️

🖍️❣️✏️ I’m working on my next Jezebel Diaries blog. 🎉 The last entry was harder to write. This one is flowing like wine at the wedding of Cana.

I think it’s a pretty fair assessment that we have become a sad society of self centered, self absorbed, self obsessed individuals. We are desensitized to things like a lack of compassion for our brothers, being more concerned with the bottom line than the lines crossed to get there, proving how powerful and important we are because we step on the sick and the weak .. then having the nerve to feel good about that. It’s just the way things are, right? Just flexing a little control muscle. Everybody does. Nothing to get upset about. Not really anybody’s responsibility to step up. Who could possibly make a difference in the machine of life, anyway? We’re all just cogs in the wheels of progress.

Somewhere, somehow in the race to keep up with changing times, we completely forgot about the human race. That dusty, obsolete reminder of how we once cared more about each other than ourselves.

So, without giving too much away about my next blog, I will tell you that I figured out, I’ll never be the woman I thought God wanted me to be. But I am absolutely passionate about becoming the woman He actually planned for me to be.

I thought a good Christian woman should always be quiet and meek and .. pretty much everything I’ve never been. And never will be, if I’m being honest with myself. I don’t really do the whole “disappear into the background” thing. Haven’t been known to hold my tongue when there’s something to say. Never try to fit in anymore with the movers and shakers. They tend to not like me and thankfully, I generally have zero in common with them. Let’s face it.. as nice as an $800 blouse is or a $5,000 bag or 60 pairs of Jimmy Choo’s, Jesus won’t be impressed with that. Not even a little bit. And I’m not either. It won’t matter if I tithed my appropriate amount or way more. There’s an honest to God reason why gluttony is a deadly sin. Besides, I’d much rather take that $800 and feed 200 hungry people 3 or 4 times.

God didn’t make me to float with the flow. There used to be times when I thought I wanted to just let things go & let someone else be the one that tries to bring change. But that’s not me, is it?

I will probably not have a million dollars when I die. Or I better not have. Just know, when you see me swimming against the current with all my heart, God’s put a battle in front of me. Feel free to come with.

Not all of us are meek and mild. Some of us protect the meek and the mild.

Proverbs 31: 8-9

• I hope you’re as excited about my next blog as I am about writing it. * I’ll publish it as soon as it’s finished.