A Woman of God

With all of the struggles of life, it is so wonderful to have great friends!

I will admit to reaching out to people this past week after I had a week or two alone in my thoughts.

As a result, the past few days have been filled with quite a few one on one conversations with great women!

Different religions, different cultures, different talents, similar hopes and dreams, and all at points of life where focus on God, work, family and friends are important to even making it through the day.

As I had my conversations with them, I was touched by the strength of spirit each has and especially by the openness to share belief in God. The women that aren't of my religion all used the phrase "a woman of God" when they were talking about themselves, me or other women that believed in the gospel of Jesus Christ. They would say "I was talking to a friend the other day and since she was a woman of God we started talking about..."

The beauty of the discussions is that it not only helped me gain a deeper testimony of my own beliefs, but also made me realize that we can all learn a lot from each other in how we communicate about God. These women shared thoughts about God in such a way that I knew that they talked to Him, prayed to Him, included Him in their decisions, know that He has a plan for them, and that He created us to be inadequate so that we would turn to Him in times of need and not try to take on resolving the questions and issues of our lives by ourselves. Sometimes I don't think I, or even others in my religion, share what we actually believe with this passion and in a way that conveys that passion to others.

Over and over I continue to be reminded that our job is to take steps each day toward Him in doing what is right. Yes, we can create plans and force things to happen, but that it is probably better to talk to Him more and find out what He would have us to do. After all, we are on His time frame and not our own.

All this makes me wonder - am I really a woman of God? Perhaps I am, but have a ways to go. I think I inform him too much or try to orchestrate answers that He doesn't want for me yet or wants me to go in a different direction. In these moments it becomes apparent that I may be more of a control freak than I thought.

Either way, I'm grateful for friends that remind me that God is in charge and are living examples of following him. He is our Heavenly Father. He created the universe and so why can't he handle helping little Rebecker move forward in her life?

I think He can. I'm a budding woman of God.