The Lord’s Name is HOLY!

I feel like the commandment “do not use the Lord’s name in vain” is the commandment that gets dealt with most light heartedly. I don’t know what to say to help others see how Holy the Lords name is! There are not words to describe. I do not think we realize how much power and meaning there is in His name. We get this attitude that “it’s just a name”. He is the one. He is Jesus. He is the LORD. There is might in his name.

"Keep my commands and follow them. I am the LORD. Do not profane my holy name. I must be acknowledged as holy by the Israelites. I am the LORD, who makes you holy.” - NIV Leviticus 22:31-32

“No using the name of God, your God, in curses or silly banter; God won't put up with the irreverent use of his name.” - Message Exodus 20:7

I think it’s also important to realize that scripture doesn’t only talk about the Lord’s name in reference to misuse but also the power it has when we use it correctly.

“When you are assembled in the name of our Lord Jesus and I am with you in spirit, and the power of our Lord Jesus is present,” – NIV 1 Corinthians 5:4

“By faith in the name of Jesus, this man whom you see and know was made strong. It is Jesus' name and the faith that comes through him that has given this complete healing to him, as you can all see.” – NIV Acts 3:16

and her fortress was built, brick by brick

I recently finished reading Wild at Heart by John Eldridge. There was one chapter where he spoke of a man's need to be a hero and woman's need to be rescued. In order to do that "Adam" will have to tear down the walls that have been built around "Eve's" heart from her past. He says that by the time this moment comes those walls may have been multiplied into a fortress. At first I thought that my walls would never amount to a fortress. I've never been physically abused, my parents are still married and love each other, I'm still a virgin and for the most part have dated good guys. I started to think of the problems I do have as minor compared to those of others. But that is exactly what Satan wants me to believe isn’t it? That my problems are nothing and I’m making a bigger deal out of it than it really is. Right? I don’t really know.
I do know that I FEEL like there is a fortress being built. All 5 boyfriends have left their own wall. The world has broken me and built others. My flesh fights me and I build another. I’m tired and worn… and I’m only 20. I fight for purpose, but can’t seem to find any. I don’t want to let anyone in, but I do. I fight for control even though I know it’s not mine to control.


“When Eve was deceived, the artistry of being a woman took a fateful dive into the barren places of control and loneliness. Now every daughter of Eve wants to “control her surrounding her relationship, her God.” No longer is she vulnerable; now she will be grasping. No longer does she want simply to share in the adventure; now she wants to control it. And as for her beauty, she either hides it in fear and anger, or she uses it to secure her place in the world. “In our fear that no one will speak on our behalf or protect us or fight for us, we start to recreate both ourselves and our role in the story. We manipulate our surroundings so we don’t feel so defenseless.” Fallen Eve either becomes rigid or clingy. Put simply, Eve is no longer simply inviting. She is either hiding in busyness or demanding that Adam come through for her; usually, an odd combination of both.” -Wild at Heart

He pinned me exactly. So what do I do about it? How do I let go of the need to control? How do I trust that man will fight for me? What if no one ever will fight for me?

Adventures with my Lord and Savior

These past couple weeks have been so hectic in the preparation for the end of the year. Right now, I sit in a practically empty dorm room. Tomorrow my freshman year will officially be over after my 8 o'clock final. Crazy. I need a vacation. ha Freshman year was not what I expected. Extreme loneliness. Tough classes. Heartless people. Good and bad relationships. A broken heart and pride. Self-esteem struggles. I've taken the road less traveled at Harding University and it's taught me much. I am better because of these struggles. The tears have made me stronger.

When first looking back on this year I had a moment of heartbreak because it seemed at first glance like a complete waste. Yes, I've made friendships and had many fun times... but I could have had so many more. Did I waste my freshman year because of shyness and self-esteem issues? Not at all. The struggles I experienced were REAL. They taught me something. However, from here on out living life to the fullest will have a new meaning. There are people to meet. Mountains to climb. Adventures with my Lord and Savior.

The Lord has great plans for me. :) And I'm excited to experience them.