Recently I was asked about the name of my blog, Grown-Up Church Girl. “What does it really mean,” the person asked, “Aren’t we all 'grown up' at this point?” Well, let me explain…
The reference to “grown up” has absolutely nothing to do with my chronological age and everything to do with my relationship with God. I speak about this often, here’s the short story…
I grew up in church. I attended Sunday School, I sang in the choir, I had friends at church, I enjoyed going there. I ate really good, and very fattening, food there. I was very involved, I'm telling you, church was fun for me and it was a great experience. I loved God and I knew that God loved me because everything was going well for me. I was the epitome of a "church girl." But then...
Life got tough... and I had no choice but to GROW UP in my understanding of who God is.
I had to grow up when...
I got laid off from my job, when I struggled to establish my own business, and when
money was tight.
I was home enough to see that my husband wasn't doing all that I thought he should
do.
I filed for divorce.
Lines were drawn, when friends were lost, when close relationships died.
I fired one divorce lawyer, when another one quit, when I thought the madness would
never end.
I had to grow up when...
I was forced to lean on a God who seemed so distant and trust in a God who seemed to be nowhere in sight.
You see, I had to grow up and realize that He loves me even though He sometimes has an odd and difficult way of showing it. And I had to learn that even though all of my requests wouldn't be answered when or how I’d like, He only wants what’s best for me.
And that's when my relationship with Him became closer, better, and more mature.
That's when I grew up and became the Grown-Up Church Girl I am today. Now I'm writing about it, speaking about it, and coaching about it.
But I'm not finished. I'm still "growing" and I firmly believe that the best is yet to come!
The reference to “grown up” has absolutely nothing to do with my chronological age and everything to do with my relationship with God. I speak about this often, here’s the short story…
I grew up in church. I attended Sunday School, I sang in the choir, I had friends at church, I enjoyed going there. I ate really good, and very fattening, food there. I was very involved, I'm telling you, church was fun for me and it was a great experience. I loved God and I knew that God loved me because everything was going well for me. I was the epitome of a "church girl." But then...
Life got tough... and I had no choice but to GROW UP in my understanding of who God is.
I had to grow up when...
I got laid off from my job, when I struggled to establish my own business, and when
money was tight.
I was home enough to see that my husband wasn't doing all that I thought he should
do.
I filed for divorce.
Lines were drawn, when friends were lost, when close relationships died.
I fired one divorce lawyer, when another one quit, when I thought the madness would
never end.
I had to grow up when...
I was forced to lean on a God who seemed so distant and trust in a God who seemed to be nowhere in sight.
You see, I had to grow up and realize that He loves me even though He sometimes has an odd and difficult way of showing it. And I had to learn that even though all of my requests wouldn't be answered when or how I’d like, He only wants what’s best for me.
And that's when my relationship with Him became closer, better, and more mature.
That's when I grew up and became the Grown-Up Church Girl I am today. Now I'm writing about it, speaking about it, and coaching about it.
But I'm not finished. I'm still "growing" and I firmly believe that the best is yet to come!
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