Qualified

What makes someone qualified? Is it having letters behind your name? A degree? Technical training? In the body of Christ, we’re told that God doesn’t necessarily call the qualified. He qualifies the called.

I’m a perfect example of qualifying the called. The biggest struggle that I have with writing this blog is that I think my voice is not sufficient. I’m not a theologian. I just go to church. I’m just trying to live like God wants me to live. And I want other Christians to know that they’re not alone.

Hearing other Christians’ stories, or their testimonies (in church language), lets me know that I can make it. I’m talking about real stories. Not the stories that you tell in front of the pastor, because you think it makes you seem redeemed.

My grandma told me that she laughed when reading some of my blogs. I told her she was supposed to laugh. My life is not buttoned up. It gets downright hilarious. I can’t imagine that God doesn’t have sense of humor. He sees my life!

Not every part of my story is serious. Most of the time, I’m not serious. Which also caused me to doubt my call. But at the end of the day, I know God wants this for me in this season of my life.

So, I type. When I’m uncertain. When I’m confident. When I’m tired. When I’m energized. When I’m sad. When I’m happy. When I’m hungry. When I’m full. And I trust that God will get the glory out of an unqualified girl. #wepreach