What’s your favorite word?

I have only truly come to understand this word, to truly know this word for myself as a part of my real life in the past nine months.

My pastor (Thank you, Pastor) has always taught me to read the Bible for what it says, what it means, and what it means to me. I grew up abused and was called horrible names that I believed to be true. In my young adult life, I looked for love in the wrong places and became ashamed to be alive, attempting suicide more than once. The whole time, I went to church on Sundays and asked God for help, protection, and forgiveness. He was there, standing beside me, the whole time.

When I got married and I began to serve my husband with a glad heart, I was so happy to be chosen and loved. Then, I truly began to listen to what the pastor said. I changed. My husband resented the change and criticized every step of growth. I didn’t just go to church on Sundays. Jesus walked and talked with me every day. He still does. I met the Holy Spirit and began to know the difference between a servant and a slave, and what the world says about marriage vs what God says. The most important thing I learned is who God says I am. I am loved forever no matter what my human self does. My choices matter to my Father God. My worth is far above rubies. I am truly free for the first time in my life.