Reborn

The day they laid their hands on me in prayer was the day everything changed. I was the person nobody liked. A child with temper tantrums. ADHD. Yet a heart so sweet that every calm encounter leaves you with a smile. I was that girl.

Then I was healed. Not of the ADHD. I was healed of a secret that scarred my heart. A secret not even I remember. And then everything changed. No more tantrums. And kind approval from my peers.

I started reading the Bible. And attended church activities twice a week. I started singing on the worship team. And then I joined TBQ.

TBQ was something this church did every year. It stood for Teen Bible Quiz. Students memorize passages of scripture and are quizzed on it during meets. They give names mentioned in the text and recite verses to answer questions. This was my first year at this church. The Rabbi's second son asked me to join. Several times. I finally sat in for one practice and decided to join. I and my sister.

That was the year. I started writing songs about the Lord, growing closer to Him in Love each day. I began to experience the love He has for me. I began to feel His love. Simply put, I fell in love. I fell in love with God.

Then, I received great confirmation in school and in my faith. My entire class hailed me as a genius. Students acknowledged me as the nicest, happiest person in school. People at church told me my heart was pure. One person said he looked up at me when I was worshipping and saw only purity. Just purity.

Then came the prophecy. A man and a woman of God was praying over the team members of TBQ after service. I saw them. And walked up to them.

I stared at him. He looked at me. After a few moments, He laid his hand on me and prayed over me. They prayed blessings over us. They prayed for wisdom, and strength, and boldness.

And after they finished and the group walked away, he put his arms around me, embraced me, and prayed a special prayer over me. He prayed over my heart. He declared that although God would let me fall, he would pick me back up and make me stronger. And He would make me into a woman of God.

And now, here I am. A woman of God having fallen and been raised again. Living in the knowledge that Jesus died to set me free, so I can be reconciled unto Him.