I am His Beloved.

What God has taught me this week:

"I am my beloved, and He is mine."

I haven't lived in this truth very much since starting my relationship with Christ 8 years ago, and this week I have realized how important it is to remind myself of it every day. If we don't believe that we are truly His beloved, how can we live in our communities and do ministry well? Well, we might be able to get by seeming like we do these things well, but in the end, it won't be the way God intended it to be.

 "Your freedom is anchored in claiming your belovedness."

It's amazing to see how much freedom I feel when I sit on the fact that I am His beloved. It doesn't mean that the trials I'm going through will subside, but they get to be laid down at the feet of Jesus. He gets to carry my load for me, not simply because He is God, but because he loves me so darn much. However, the best thing about this is that not only do we get to know we are His beloved, but it makes it easier and sweeter to share with others that they are His beloved too.

Story # 2:

I am now finished with my first rotation (which was in the kitchen), and I feel so blessed that I got to experience and see the Lord work in great ways there. I definitely wouldn't say that I am some master chef now, but there's something super special about serving food to campers and leaders every day.

One of the sweet things that I got to witness while being in the kitchen was all the work crew that came through. There were some that I got to know more than others, but the last work crew we had was sweet to be apart of. They were all high school students from Grand County (the County I currently live in) and they were serving and washing dishes for their local area's Young Life Banquet. Now, I'm not going to lie, they were definitely your typical high school boys. However, God immediately gave me grace towards them, knowing that this was the first of many encounters with Jesus that they get to have through Young Life. They might not know it yet, but they were stepping into a place where people were already praying for them; they were stepping right into the heart of the gospel.

I still feel so blessed that I get to live in this place and with these people. I have been challenged in so many ways, yet continue to be content in the fact that the Lord is good, and will always be good.