Purple

 

Purple has always been my favorite color!  I promise if you open my closet about half of it is bathed in purple.  It wasn’t until I was older that I learned that purple is the color of royalty.  Makes sense, I am a daughter of the King, a coheir with Christ.  My most favorite purple purchase are my purple hiking boots!  Yes, I said purple hiking boots.  I bought them when I was in high school and I still have them.  I haven’t worn them in ages, but they are still there under my bed in a shoe container waiting for me to don them again.

I’ll tell you, I could have used my favorite purple hiking boots along the path I’ve been walking.  It’s been an uphill climb.  I let shame and guilt drive me away from God for a time.  The path back to Him has been a rough one.  The enemy uses the same feelings that drove me from Him to make the road back a tougher one.  I’ll tell you, it is harder to get back to God after walking away from Him than it is to come to Him for the first time, as it should be I suppose.  I have felt like I’ve had something to prove.  Like there is something more I should have to do to belong with Him again.  That is plain and simple a device of the enemy.  My God has been waiting for me right where I left Him.  Even in the times I couldn’t hear His voice or see Him in my life, He was still right there walking beside me waiting for me to turn back to Him, waiting for me to listen for His voice.  It has been a hard road back.  It is so hard to surrender everything to Him, but I’m working on it because the alternative is simply unimaginable.  There is no place I would rather be than held tight in the arms of my Savior.  Won’t you join me?

 

This post is a part of my October write 31 days series.  You can view the rest of the posts from this series here.

 

Godspeed,

Mollie  <3