How I Almost Missed An Opportunity!

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Before I get into this story about how I almost missed an opportunity let me start by saying I am a person who enjoys words. I thoroughly enjoy finding the true usage of words, studying their context, and applying them appropriately to my vocabulary so that I can be more proactive that I bless and not curse with my still untamed tongue.

After research, prayer, and meditation I discovered that discipleship is living by faith in Christ, walking in the Spirit, sharing the word of God, showing the word of God, teaching the word of God, serving the world while resting in God's grace.

I figured that if I could get a deeper understanding of what discipleship was, I'd be more confident and sure to do it. Little did I know, I was about to embark on disciple-ing a 5-year old!🤯

Some time ago now my youngest daughter came running to my room around 5 am, this was getting up time for me so I heard her coming. The combination of pattering and sliding along the floor told me something had been wrong. When she climbed up on my bed her poor little heart was beating out of her chest. Trying not to panic, I ask her what was wrong. Guys, my 5-year old had had her first nightmare. Being a prayer warrior by trade I thought to pray immediately!

After praying with her and for her I attempted to ask what the nightmare was about so that I could have taken that information to Father in prayer in my own time, well-- she could barely get it out. She was terrified... As to not further provoke the fear I left it alone. After about an hour she had finally made it back to sleep.

The following days she had 1001 questions about "why did the enemy mess with her dreams?", "how bad the enemy was", so naturally I began to tell her about how big God is!

Can you believe after a few days of this, I grew frustrated? I hope you can. I spent so much time reassuring her that God was still God despite this unfortunate event. Not forgetting to let her know at the tender age of 5 that we have to be sure that we're not inviting the enemy in by accepting usage of his devices.

In frustration, I prayed. Crying out to God for more strategy. Surrendering to Him that this was becoming tiring. Even wondering why wasn't she getting it?! It was in that moment that my Father brought back to my remembrance Daniel and that lion's den, The Wall of Jericho, Jonah, and the whale, all stories that displayed how great God is!

Here I was realizing I was on the verge of missing an opportunity to disciple her. 😞

I took a moment to sit with God and to digest all that He'd revealed to me. I quickly grabbed my journal and took notes. Sure enough, God was downloading new strategies.

Fast forward to now, I can see the fire that's been lit within her. Her prayers, and her worship is reflective of an encounter with God. Signifying that not only has she heard about Him, learned about Him but she now has met Him. 💜

This truly has been blessing me and teaching me so much for weeks now and I certainly pray that as you read this, you too will desire to disciple.

I hope you enjoyed this testimony! Come back soon.

Tash—