Washed by the Waters

          As I continue to seek the Lord, a reocurring theme has made a home for itself in my head. I am no longer satisfied with remaining idle in my walk, I desire to reach new levels of my faith, I thirst to be made more thirsty still. With all this being said, the Lord desired for me to take a neccessary step in my pursuit. He wanted me to get baptized. This realization was brought to my attention when one of my best friends prophesied over me. The thought had previously crossed my mind, but my flesh just swept it away, and then one day..not long after I had this thought, I received a text from my friend just simply stating, "I think you should get baptized, pray about it." There was no doubt in my mind this was the Lord, but my resoponse revealed a hint of doubt. "I dont belong to a home church, and all of the churches I looked up, wont be holding baptisms until the fall." Her response(God's response), "Make your own." There it was. A simple command from my Father, giving me a gift that I asked for..to go deeper.
        
           Now if you know me, you know that I love being surrounded by people, I am comfortable in large crowds, and if challenged, I could probably create a 20 minute conversation out of any word you throw at me. But, ironically..I HATE being the center of attention. Words flow through my mind every second, but when put on the spot, I scramble to find one syllable. Weird I know. I love how the Lord honored this by orchestrating my baptism the way He did. He allowed me to be baptized in a setting that suited the person I am, the way He created me.
      
           So on Saturday evening my sweet little family, my sweet beloved friend Linda, and I all hiked down a quaint little trail off of Red Top Mountain, and found a secluded spot right by the lake. This was where I was baptized. Yep, in Lake Allatoona, flesh eating bacteria & all. This moment was so beautiful. My brother baptized me as my Dad prayed over me, and when I went into that murky water I felt nothing but a sound peace and I felt my heavenly Father say to my heart, "It is well." When I submerged from the water I just looked up at those sweet smiling faces and just tried to absorb this sacred moment. I tried to absorb what this represented. This representation was a proclomation of my salvation. This sweet salvation that I did NOTHING to deserve. Those murky waters represent the blood of Christ that completely washed away my former life. Those murky waters represent a declaration of freedom. Those murky waters represent a new pursuit, a pursuit of purity & holiness. . Those murky waters represent a preperation of becoming Christ's bride. Those murky waters represent grace. I just pray that the Lord continues to shatter the doubt that clouds my pursuit and to believe that He is going to take me deeper, and that He will design these opportuinites for me to do so. It is just up to me to listen with an obedient heart, and to act on it.

 Lamentations 3:25 "The Lord is good to those whose hope is in Him, to the one who seeks Him."

Love you all, Lys.