Showing posts with label Hero. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hero. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

My hero (3)

So far I've posted about heroes from the Bible and from older people who are like mentors to me. This third person is a different type of hero. She's the person who I can trust. She's the person who knows me well enough to call me out on things I'm doing wrong. She's the person who will talk with me for hours about life. She's the person who can point everything to Jesus and inspires me to live in view of him. She's the person I can text at any point of the day and she'll respond. And she's the person who I know really does pray for me.

Every day (and sometimes multiple times in a day) I think God for Emily Yeaton and that He's allowed her to be in my life.

Emily may not think of herself as a hero, but she has no idea how much she's taught me. In my mind, a hero is not just someone who saves the world. It's a person who you can look to for advice or as an example. Just in the past few months through her Jesus has been teaching me

  1. how to be content and even thrive wherever God puts you
  2. how to identify idols in my life
  3. be anxious for NOTHING
  4. that God will always provide a listening ear in my time of need
I love you Emily Yeaton.

P.S. She does save the world....in her spare time

Monday, December 28, 2009

My hero (2)

She'd be the first one to say that she doesn't deserve to be a hero. Just an ordinary married girl who loves Jesus. That's how she'd describe herself. But she is a hero, a mentor, and someone I very much want to be like.

Heather Day

She was the first person to talk to me at the Avondale cg. I was petrified of walking in that door, but she was very welcoming and made me feel right at home. She was the first one of the bunch who gave me her number and I knew right away that she cared. Heather introduced me to the group and she's the main reason I stayed.

One of my favorite things about her is that she really loves Jesus and is willing to pray for me. She knows about as much of my life, if not more, than my other good friends. And I'm not one to share easily. But I feel like I'm safe with her.

I want to be as genuinely caring, honest, friendly, and in to Jesus as she is. Shhh don't tell her, though. She'd just laugh and say she doesn't deserve it.

Evidences of God's Grace:
warm bread and garlic butter
talking with Peter
an awesome new picture of Daniel
my flat iron

Saturday, December 12, 2009

My hero (1)

You know how you always hear that it's good to have a hero in the Bible? Well today I think I found mine.

Deborah


The only woman judge that I can remember in the Bible. Deborah is one of those people that I feel like if you spent an hour with her you'd be so inspired by her incredible faith. But not only was she a dedicated follower of Jesus, she also was strong and courageous. These days women are told it's good to be strong. The tougher, more independent from men you are, the better. But she wasn't full of herself and saying "look at me--I'm a JUDGE. Look all you men--I'm more powerful than all of you!" She coupled her power with humility and realized it all comes from God.

She also told Barak to go into battle. That's scary stuff. Not only that, but she went with him and helped give him the courage to fight when he needed to. She didn't ask anyone to do things she wouldn't. Awesome leader.

I love how Deborah isn't afraid of the social pressures, either. Now, with wanting to be a cop, people just look at me differently. It's like even though feminism is at an all time high, being a down to earth girl who wants to BE the difference in someone's life--that's not what's culturally accepted. I should be aiming for a high-paying position in a corporation, or to be a politician, or a professor. That is, if I'm one of THOSE girls who wants to step out and be different.

Yeah I want to be different, but not the feminist who always gets her way--the courageous and steadfast Deborah. That's the kind of woman I want to be. Strong--but knowing my strength comes from Jesus. Knowing I need to rely on Him, but that He will lift me up.