The Most Prized Possession

Hello! I'm Davinah. It's okay if you can't pronounce it. Sometimes I can't either.

I'm here to share something encouraging for someone. It may just be me, which is totally fine. But I woke up this morning with something on my heart, and I hope it speaks to you.

Long story short, I was raised in a single parent home with a mother anyone would kill (maybe not kill) to have. My mom is incredibly strong, selfless, and nurturing. Church was not something we did on a regular basis. It was mostly on holidays and when a family member would pass away. I was raised a Christian, though-- if that makes sense. I believed in God, and I believed in Jesus. I knew in my heart that there was a higher power, but making a personal connection was never something I really desired until I was in college.

I'll save that story for another day, because I really, really, really want to share what is on my heart this morning.

I just finished an intensive 2 year graduate program that took me out of my church community for 9 long months. I felt dry, isolated, cut off, separated, and most of all I felt forgotten. At the same time, my mom was battling the fight of her life-- stage 2 breast cancer. Between my school papers, her chemotherapy and surgery, reading textbooks, working, and trying to keep my head above water this last year has been an absolute blur. I was barely able to function at the end of my program, let alone understand what God was doing in my life.

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Now, imagine this-- you buy a nice gift for yourself and when you get home and open the box, it's in pieces. You have to put all of the pieces together just right, so that it will function correctly. You put this gift together and here comes the moment you've been waiting for. You get to press the on switch.

As you turn on your new shiny, prized possession it begins to do exactly what you want it to do. It's functioning correctly. Let's fast forward 5 years. Your prized possession is a bit blemished, sometimes it works and other times it barely moves. You really, really, really love this prized possession so you have no choice but to take it to a repair shop. The technician tells you that he can fix it, no problem. He'll even do it for free because he sees the prized possession and it's purpose.

That prized possession my friend, is us. God created us to serve a purpose.To love each other. To connect with one another. To serve in community together.

As time goes on, life happens. Let's be honest! Things happen that sometimes darken our hearts, damper our spirits, and suffocate our hope. The off switch gets pressed, and sometimes we just don't want to turn ourselves back on.

But there's someone who fixes that. For free, because He sees our purpose.

He doesn't charge you when you cry out to be renewed, refreshed, or restored. He does it because He knows exactly what you were designed to do, and He will see to it that every fiber of your being recognizes His intentions for your life.

So two weeks ago, after 8 months of feeling absolutely desolate-- God met me. He met me in an encounter that I will never forget because I felt my heart open up again. Do you know why He met me? Because I cried out, and I trusted that God would do something in my heart to heal the hurt that I had felt, but I also trusted that He was not done with me yet.

So whoever you are, reading this... I hope that it speaks to your heart. If it didn't, well that's okay.

I love you.


Davinah
(http://www.daybysnap.blogspot.com/)