News flash– I may be one of the most insecure people you ever meet… in person. The beauty of blogging is that you can hide behind clever phrases, witty humor, and the like. But I must be honest. I fight daily to remember who’s I am, claim the new name I have received, and walk confidently in this identity that I have in Christ.
About two weeks ago, I had a dream. In this dream, I was in the Denver airport on my way to Atlanta for the Catalyst conference (i.e. my exact circumstances tomorrow morning). As I walked up to the counter to collect my boarding pass, I reached into my wallet only to discover that I didn’t have my license. I had no ID.
And just like that, no one would help me. There was nothing anyone could do. Without my license, I could not be identified. I was not permitted on the plane. I did not go to the conference.
I woke up the next morning and thought nothing of it. But, a few days later I started to get anxious. I started to have what felt like minor anxiety attacks. Thoughts like Am I really who I think/say I am? Do I believe what I say I do? If I did, would I be asking this question right now?
Hardly comforting thoughts. And yet, I had the hardest time shaking them.
It’s no coincidence that this weekend I came across notes from a Beth Moore conference I went to called “So Long Insecurity.” God’s fantastically ironic. As I reread my notes, paying special attention to things that I underlined, highlighted, and circled numerous times, I began to breathe a little easier.
I know, without a doubt, that God is up to something in my personal heart and among His people. Tens of thousands of young, passionate, and talented church leaders and influencers are about to convene for two days to discuss just how to take back the Church to it’s God and how to empower the Millennial generation to lead the revolt of change.
If you don’t think the Enemy is out to distract and deter us from showing up, be it mentally, emotionally, physically, or spiritually, you’re not in the game.
Friends, I beg for your prayer over these next few days in Atlanta. Pray that God would show up in a mighty way; that not a single soul would leave unchanged. Pray for safety. Pray for the ability to concentrate, to understand what is being taught. Pray for visions to be cast and callings to be followed. Pray for the Church to be unified.
I’m truly grateful for each of you who read this attempt-at-a-blog. I love doing life with you, friends and strangers alike. I’m privileged to share in this journey with you.