Happy New Year everyone! I pray you will all be blessed beyond what you can think or imagine!
I’m going to start out the year by sharing a calling on my heart that has shaped the way I think, pray and serve the Lord. It’s truly a culmination of life changing events that happened over a long period of time. It’s about Legalism and it all begins from before I was ever a Christian.
It begins with My Life as a Zombie…
Zombies are so in! Have you heard of the show The Walking Dead? What is the draw on this weird, creepy dead person stuff? According to Dictionary.com this is the definition of a Zombie:
- 1. The body of a dead person given the semblance of life, but mute and will-less, by a supernatural force, usually for some evil purpose.
- 2. A person whose behavior or responses are wooden, listless, or seemingly rote; automaton
In the movies these Zombies feed on the living..on the flesh of others and this is what gives them life! YUCK!
I can tell that 30 years ago…I was a Zombie! Yep for real! 30 years ago I was admitted to an alcohol/drug treatment program for 30 days…I had become a Zombie of the worst kind.. A Mommy Zombie. I was mean, out of control and incapable of taking care of myself or my babies. I fed on the flesh of others to feed my addiction and didn’t care who it hurt because as long as it gave me the life I needed I didn’t care. Or so it seemed.
I was indeed counted among the living dead. The only way that I can describe it was that there was no life..none. No emotions..they were dead. I didn’t know that the Sun shined bright during the day or that the trees had leaves and flowers had blooms…no..I only came out in the dark to feed my flesh.
It’s the only way to tell you just how dark my days were back then…
30 days after being “brain washed” I emerged determined to stay clean and sober. If not for myself then for my babes. Although I was beginning to think clearly…there was just something missing in this new life. What was it..I needed to know..
I got a job working with the develop mentally disabled in a group home. My co worker, a Christian, introduced me to God…in a round about way. I won’t go into all of the details now..but it was truly a miracle as I was still VERY rebellious against anything to do with God.
Shortly after beginning to work at this new job I asked Jesus Christ into my heart on a very lonely, crazy, desperate night. I was at home alone…and surrendered my messed up life to the One who knew me so very well.
As for you, you were dead in your transgressions and sins, in which you used to live when you followed the ways of this world and of the ruler of the kingdom of the air, the spirit who is now at work in those who are disobedient. All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings and of our sinful nature and following its desires and thoughts. Like the rest, we were by nature objects of wrath. Eph. 2:1-3
A funny thing began to happen….It was crazy!
But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions-it is by grace you have been saved. Eph. 2:4-5
One day I was driving down the street and realized that the trees had leaves! I could see them and they were so clear. I savored this in my heart, in my spirit, and realized I had better keep my eyes on the road! This would be the beginning of a new journey and I would begin to see things more clearly than ever before….
Yes…Christ had made me alive…
So began a journey with the true and living God….
But what does that mean?
It can be quite confusing with different religious groups, different rules and regulations….different…