Twenty five years ago I found myself in a spiritual drought. I so longed to find Christianity to be real, and to find a relationship with the Lord that was relevant, full of life and joy and and not regulated by "rules" and "performance" and what others thought I should do or be. I was desperate.
The Lord, in His faithfulness, saw the deep cries of my heart, and in the little town of Homer, Alaska sent to me a mentor, my next door neighbor. Someone who over time, I could open my heart to, and be "real". To be honest, to question, and we began a spiritual journey together.
Through the years, the Lord has done a wonderful work of grace in my heart. I have found Him to be more than I ever dreamed or imagined. The path has not been easy. Obedience is hard at times. But, what I have found, has been worth every tear, every trial, every heartache, and every wilderness experience. He has called me to live a life of repentance, obedience, and complete surrender of my heart to Him. I wouldn't have it any other way. I love walking with the Lord Jesus and finding Him in reality.
We have walked many years together as mentor and mentoree and over the course of time, those titles began to slip away and we became friends. She has walked with me through life. We have walked together through life.
As the future is before us, and we will soon find ourselves in different states again, our hearts will remain bonded and close and I will always be grateful to a faithful God for sending her into my life so many years ago.
2 comments:
Oh, Teresa, I love this.
I am so thankful for the women who have mentored me through the years.
And it is fun to see this glimpse into your life--
Thanks Natasha. Yes, so thankful for those who have mentored us in many different ways throughout our lives. May we in return, take all that has been poured into us, and pour it into others. Love you girl.
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