I will be the first one to admit that I can attend the pity party of the year. It’s not hard at all for me to listen to the voices (no I’m not crazy…a little hormonal maybe….but not crazy) that whisper the lies that have me believing I’m not good enough, lies that I have failed in life as a wife, a mother, a sister, a daughter and a friend. I would venture to say that I am not the only one. I hope not anyways. Misery loves company, right???

It’s hard to move past that sometimes. A bad day, a bad night, a disagreement with the hubby, an unanswered phone call to your child. These little things that may have no significant meaning most times can put me into a funk. It could start a downward spiral into depression if I let it. Again, please tell me I’m not the only one?? So what do I do? What can make me NOT feel this way?? Isaiah 43:1.

What’s Isaiah 43:1? I’m so glad you asked!!! Let me tell you!

“But now, thus saith the Lord, who created you, O Jacob, and He who formed you O Israel: ‘Fear not, for I have redeemed you. I HAVE CALLED YOU BY NAME, YOU. ARE. MINE.’ ”

Now if knowing that the God of Heaven called you BY NAME and called you HIs own doesn’t put your thinking back on track then I don’t know what will. I mean how awesome is it that He knows my name. He knows every hair on my head, every step I take and knows everything my future holds. Man, what power there is in knowing that I am a daughter of the King. That I belong to Him! That’s a “just wow” moment.

But now let’s take a bit of a turn. It’s awesome to revel in the thought of being a child of the King. But He called us by name for a purpose.

Brandi – I have called you to serve, to share My Word. Brandi – daughter of mine – I have called you to sing praises to me so that others will hear the witness of praise. Brandi – I have called you to write the words that I give you so that others will read and be touched. (I hope). Brandi – I have called you by name and you are Mine!

You get my drift 🙂

Now to come back around to the beginning of the blog when depression was creeping in. When we realize we are called by name by God and we tune in and listen to what He is saying, we will find that those moments don’t last quite as long. I will admit, sometimes when I set out to do my blog, I am having a moment like that. But then, letting God’s voice flow through me and onto this page lifts my spirits. It speaks to me before it ever speaks to you who take the time to read it. But that’s how God works. So next time it happens, and if you’re like me it is BOUND to happen, just remember that God has called you by name. You belong to Him for a divine purpose. Ain’t that wonderful!