The Heart of Call Me Faithful
In 2017, I had the great pleasure of being asked to join a discipleship group that consisted four women. We met once a week for at least one hour for an entire year. When I heard it was going to be a year long, I was so intimidated. That seemed like such a huge commitment! But, PRAISE GOD, I said yes!
Time for some backstory--I'll try to be brief! I became a Christ Follower in 2005 at a children's camp called the Wilds. It was the first time I truly felt convicted of sin and realized the great divide that it caused between me and the Lord. In high school, I began to develop my faith and felt that God had called me to be different and intentional with my walk with Him. NEWSFLASH! That's the call He has for EVERY. SINGLE. BELIEVER. He wants us to be intentional, authentic, and obedient in our relationship with Him. But, high school me thought that it meant that I was destined to be a worship leader. So, I poured myself into serving in every capacity that I could find--even branching outside of worship ministry and into children and youth ministry.
Now, don't misunderstand me. These are GOOD THINGS. They are essential to the Christian Church. But what I didn't know was that as much as I pour out in ministry, I need to be poured into as well. I began to feel spent and unusable for the ministry.
I married my best friend, the super hunky, ever-the-cool-guy, Shane in 2015. We moved from Ozark, Alabama to Griffin, Georgia where I knew a total of maybe three people. That first year was a doozy for me! I felt isolated and useless. We began to become more involved with our church community and the isolation resided, but I still felt still felt unusable for the ministry. I was spiritual destitute. In 2016, I began to encounter some health issues. In 2017, I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes. I became so crippled by fear. I was scared to sleep, scared to live, and scared to dream of a future. I began to pray that God would bring a solution.
This invitation to join a discipleship group (DGroup) came just when I needed it the most. God saw my affliction and brought me to a group of woman who would teach me the importance of diving into God's word and self-feeding in the Scriptures. I began to study God's Word regularly and memorize His Word. It was in this group that I learned that Gospel came to me because it was going to someone else.
It was in this discipleship group that we memorized 2 Timothy 1 - 2: 2. That's twenty verses in case your were curious. Never in my life have I had the motivation or desire to learn that many verses consecutively. It took weeks! But let this be a testament to what God did in my life during this year. He took a lazy, worn-out believer and change me into a woman who desires to know Him more fully on a daily basis.
2 Timothy 2:2 says, 'What you have heard from me in the presence of many witnesses, commit to faithful men who will be able to teach others also. '
The Gospel did not come to me so that I could just sit here with it--happy and content and comfortable. It came to me so that I can TEACH OTHERS ALSO. Learning this passage of Scripture sparked in me the desired to be counted as FAITHFUL. I began to say to the Lord, Call Me Faithful. Consider me faithful, and allow me the opportunity to share with others, the Good News that you have given me.
And this is the heart of the collective. Women who have hearts to dive into God's Word and be counted as faithful believers who will teach others also.