Reflecting on something that was spoken about me from someone I deeply cared about and I'm praising God because I don't feel the anger I felt when I first heard what this person said, but I am deeply saddened. Mainly because it causes me to think further and question, just how faithful are we willing to be in being our sister/brothers keeper? Such a question brings me to a place of gratitude when I think about the hard process of discovering my identity and receiving healing. For having a loving Saviour that DID recognize I needed deliverance in many areas at that particular season but choosing NOT to slander me because of my need because that is not the God I serve and furthermore, there were enough people doing that anyway and praise be to GOD that HE is not like man!!
I love the story of Mary Magdalene. (That is the meaning of my name). I love how she didn't care who was looking at her as she wept and washed Jesus' feet with her tears and dried them with her hair and how she became totally vulnerable before the one that held her deliverance in the palm of His hand. I can imagine her thinking, "It's now or never. I have to cease this moment!!"
Imagine walking into a meeting with that same desperation and as difficult as it sometimes may be for us to be transparent enough to admit that we are desperate, learning years later your vulnerability was mocked? What do you do? I know what I am doing. Praising God for my deliverance despite of the naysayers and releasing that hurt unto HIM who was and is more than able!!
I pray the next time we see someone in desperation at church, that we would not say, "She/He needs deliverance," (BTW, DUH! If we didn't need deliverance why else in Heaven's name would we seek going to church or meetings?) but that we would allow ourselves to be sensitive and compassionate enough to "LOVINGLY" let our brethren know, "I understand & I care....I TRULY care."
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