"Don't be afraid, little flock. For it gives your Father great happiness to give you the Kingdom." Luke 12:32 (NLT)
I've had some REALLY audacious asks lately. And when I ponder on the correlation between audacity and mother-daughter trauma, I realize that if I consider all of the disheartening experiences I've had with my mom - all of her anti-maternal reactions, cruel ploys to discourage and destroy me, & manipulative ways of thinking that resulted in my confusion, they were all attacks on my audacity.
If you're reading this, I'm certain you can relate.
Your mom too disabled your audacity.
And the problem with that is now you don't have the audacity to be audacious and that shameless boldness is exactly what you need to envision and activate the dreams God has placed within you.
Earlier this week, in the monthly prayer meeting I host for women committed to mental health, spiritual growth, and mother-daughter trauma recovery, I made a pledge to not just have faith in God, but to trust Him (shoutout to T for that revelation ✊🏾).
Faith is passive. Trust on the other hand - that takes some audacity.
Like the kind Noah had to build a big ass boat for protection from a storm when no one had ever even heard of rain.
Or the kind Joseph had to not just tell a bunch of his haters that he was anointed by God to rule over them but to rise from their "leave him for dead" reaction to his news, climb the ranks, and actually become their ruler.
Or even the kind (we don't want to hear this one) Lucifer had to go up in his Creator's Heaven, look around, and think to himself "I'm powerful enough to build my own one of 'dese"
Now that last example MIGHT be ghetto, BUT, it's also uncomfortably similar to you and your mom.
Hear me out:
Sis "made" you.
Then from a space of insecurity, she projected onto you.
Then out of fear, she pigeonholed and labeled you.
And since then, you've spent your entire life up until this devotional believing you are who she said you are, so much so that you can't fathom yourself beyond the reality she created for you.
*drops mic*
Now this may be the most blasphemous homework assignment I've ever gave anyone, but...how's this for a journal prompt:
How - with all do respect to God *does hail mary* - can you be more like Lucifer this week?
As you process this low-key sermon (low-key because like who tf's pulpit do I think I'm gone get invited to talkin' like 'dis? ), I want you to remember that God is EAGERLY waiting for you to become audacious enough to go after the Kingdom He wants to give you.
So, in the words of 2 Live Crew: “GET. GET. GET IT GIR.”
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