When I was born, my father had already launched the church that he felt God call him to start over 35 years ago. To some, that might not seem like a big deal at all and to others, this is your life too.
I was your typical (PK) – “preacher’s kid”. I understood that when I went anywhere, people were watching and waiting for me to mess up. They were looking for something to put their finger on as a failure. As a young girl and teenager, I didn’t understand this, I mean, how could I.
I couldn’t understand the judgment and hurt inflicted just because. What confused me the most, was that it usually came from other Christians. I learned quickly that they were the ones to trust least….
As I have been writing my book and pulling up things from the past, I am recognizing more and more why I have “trust” issues. (Don’t we all).
In the last few months, I have felt God move in my heart to inspire others that have been hurt too. I envision a group of women that are committed to being what God has called us to be. The friends, the wives, the mothers, the daughters, the sisters that He’s called us to be.
I hope my friends feel as though I am closer than a sister to them.
That is my intent.
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I'm blessed to call you friend. Excited to take this journey with you.
This is nice Jen! Yeah you're right about being the preachers kid. I've heard that before about waiting for them to mess up. That's why I befriended you when you were pregnant for Blaire. I didn't want to be one of those, & I had been in your shoes so I could relate. You are an inspiration (my little piece of God). I love you!
Jen, there is so much truth in these words. And ashamedly I think we still sometimes watch for people to mess up. But this isn't the "Sisterhood of Christ". Think of what we can do sticking together!! Praying this with you today!Brenda