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Wanna Be

Frustration keeps me awake, and confusion muddies my prayers.  Tonight I've been reading in Matthew where Jesus was baptized and then taken into the wild for series of tests while he fasted.  What struck me most about the passages was that the Devil actually took Jesus places.  He was on a tour guided by the enemy of our souls; a traveling companion who schemes and connives his way into our minds and hearts for the express purpose of corruption and separation from God.  Maybe Jesus didn't truly experience in His lifetime every single sin that we have labeled and positioned on a totem pole, but I would dare say only a select few of us have been led by the hand through a desert to high places and challenged by the Devil himself.  This is more than just a trip to Georgia with a fiddle; Satan dared Jesus to renounce the Father of all creation as the Savior of the world.  That particular situation hasn't come up in my own life, so I'd say that the battles I'm fighting that sometimes feel like they've been handed to me by the lead angel of death aren't really as bad as I'm making them out to be.

As Jesus finished his time in the desert he began to collect a few of His disciples and eventually went to a secluded place to teach them His ways.  During that time of impartation from Christ to disciple there was a challenge given to the disciples that prompted a thought for me: what do I wanna be?

I wanna be:

---known as a woman who knows how to love
---a giver --- freely and generously
---a place of peace for others (and myself)
---a source to be accessed when strength is needed, but not because of my own strength
---happy
---important to myself and others
---a good wife, so that my husband can know that scripture is true and perfect
---be honorable, and show honor
---beautiful
---confident in my decisions, and let my yes and no stand on their own without embellishment
---saved; my truest treasures are in Heaven and I hope to meet them again one day
---me: healthy, fun, organized, creative, adventurous, daring, trusting, lovely, hopeful, fearfully made me

Now--- how will I know when I've become all these wanna be statements?

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