-confession-----

So our time spent in conversation over dinner that lone night at Lost Maples was spent confessing to one another the deeds of the flesh we were each struggling with. We each started out discussing our personal deeds we were struggling with and then we had a time spent talking about the topic, ways we personally got through the same situation and praying over one another.

For the sake of my dear friends, I will not share their issues or air out their personal linen, but I will be transparent and I will willingly share my own.

WARNING>>>> may be more information than you want to read or may be too honest.

So the deed of the flesh that I most often struggle with is impurity. From living a life of almost being married to having numerous long term relationships (2 years or more)… My struggle currently is not physically, but in my thoughts. I often have impure thoughts and think of relationships in an unhealthy way. Though I am thankful that I am not acting out on these thoughts, I know that the Lord desires for me to confess and hold myself accountable to these impure thoughts. My friends were very willing to help me, talk to me, and most importantly pray for me. Thank you father for such sweet friends.

Another deed of the flesh that I struggle with is strife… (angry or bitter disagreement over fundamental issues; conflict). Though I realize this is normal.. my usual approach to this type of problem is to fix it and move on immediately. I am not generally a fan of dwelling in junk and wasting time. But if you read my “run down” blog… you can see that I have had some strife with not only my leadership, but also my WA family. The issue lies in the unwillingness to solve the issues and to move past it. I confessed this with my group and shared with those who I am most often holding bitterness toward. Thankfully, my friends shared with me that I wasn’t alone and that my willingness to confess it to them shows my willingness to take the next step… thus again the initial idea to have a conversation with my leadership. Again… my sweet group lifted me up in prayer! Man they were a blessing…

The most special moment that I felt in this time was when my WA family members prayed over me by name. To feel loved enough to know that each of the 4 members that was with me, that they were willing to not just say they would pray for me, but to actually take the time to right then and there voice their prayer for me. The power of prayer is evident.

Confession. It’s hard. It takes dropping your pride and knowing you can’t change anything alone. It is asking for accountability. It is seeking to grow. It is allowing HIM to help you vocalize your issues. To air your personal junk out. To be transparent. To grow closer to being Christ-like.

Sweet friends… what do you need to confess to the Lord today? He already knows.. just tell him. Give it to Him. Is there someone you can confess that to…? Someone you can tell to hold you accountable? Confess it. It’s a weight that can be taken from your shoulders.

I love you all.