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A Part-Time Confession

As of late, I’ve been wanting to find a devotional that I can connect with and apply truly to my life and the stages I’ve lived and am living in. I have to admit that I’m not at all good with starting and actually finishing a devotional with 100% dedication and effort. Either I’ll finish it, but not have gotten anything out of it, started it with a full intent of learning more about our wonderful Creator and then lose that drive and slowly “wean” (if you will) off, or I’ll start it and lose interest quickly.

Was I successful in my search of actually finding a devotional? Nope, not really. But I decided to start with rereading a book I had once read, but I had walls up and was making excuses for my actions at that point in my life. I’m really glad that I decided to reread this book (and I’m definitely going to reread it with a highlighter in hand!) – now, at this exact point in my life, I can’t say I’m completely over everything I’ve gone through, but my heart has softened and my eyes have been opened and I realized so many things I missed when I read it for the first time and how much of the book I had forgotten – parts that shouldn’t of been forgotten.

What is this book? It’s called Confessions of a Good Christian Girl by Tammy Maltby with Anne Christian Buchanan.

I can’t begin to explain the content of this book and the talent Maltby has in writing books for Good Christian Girls who are really broken on the inside and struggling to hold onto life. She covers every aspect that troubles women – writing with wisdom and advice, but also adding a personal touch, like the likes of a journal. A couple of my favorite chapters are chapters two, six, seven and nine. Each chapter is title with a title that often one’s heart will call out. Chapter Two: “I Can’t Take It Anymore” – The Desperate Pain of Suicide, “I Never Meant to Go There” – The Treacherous Trap of Addiction,  “Can God Hear A Crazy Woman?” – The Torment and Stigma of Mental Illness, and “How Much Longer, Lord? – Practical Grace for the Chronically Discouraged. I can’t stress how much I just wanted to reread the lines of those chapters over and over and over – highlighting and copying. The content in those chapters – I don’t want to forget them. I remember reading through them this second time and just going: “Amen,” “Yes,” “Exactly” (and so on so forth).

    Having listed those chapters as my top favorites, I’m sure many of you can guess what I’ve struggled with. Being only a teen, I’ve honestly been through a lot – but so have a lot of other teens, and frankly people in general – especially Good Christian Girls. At one point in her book, Maltby points out that it is often the women who are those Good Christian Girls that struggle the most, yet they – we – hide it, wanting to help others and follow Christ’s example. We push everything down, becoming accustomed and acquainted to the ways we live our lives. I can totally attest to that – I may not be that young woman who is constantly involved with cooking dishes for new moms, potlucks, and Bible studies… but I am that young woman who is constantly striving to grow deeper in my relationship and ministering to those around me. But I’m also that young woman struggling to keep hope, to strive to get one more day under my belt, and constantly battling my own mind in a battle of strength and weakness; to keep from reverting back to ways I’ve always known, the depression that caused me to hit dangerously low points, and memories that bog me down so that I am unable to move on.

    One of the passages in Maltby’s book was a slap in the face – a good slap (if that’s possible), as in it brought me back to reality and realization. And in saying this, I obviously want to share it:

        “This kind of pain can feel like living in slavery. Eternally trapped in our circumstances.
Yearning for release but unable to break free. Sometimes we can’t even imagine what freedom
would be like. Or sometimes the real trouble kicks in after we’ve been released… And we know that God is at work in our lives – we’ve seen the evidence. But still we find ourselves lost and wandering, somehow unable to find our way into the next chapter of our lives.”

– Tammy Maltby, The Confessions of a Good Christian Girl, pp. 203

There were points in my life that I also was testing and questioning my faith – I even strayed for a bit (I won’t go into detail – but I can say it was the worst feeling emotionally, physically, psychologically, etc. I have ever experienced). Even while I read the portion of the book where this passage I found, which I’m about to show you, I was struggling and in reading this and praying, I felt at peace – I knew God didn’t give more than we could handle – but in reading this on a off-white piece of paper brought the thoughts in my head into reality. The portion goes:

        “How do we believe in God and serve Him and love Him with heart and soul and mind and
strength when these very parts of us are compromised? … The answer, once again, is grace [from
God] … He knows our frames, remember. He remembers we are but dust (Ps. 103:14). He knows the limitations of our physical bodies, our sin-wrack souls. And his grace is sufficient enough to cover the ground between the best we can manage and the kind of fulfilling, purposeful life He wants for us.”

– Tammy Maltby, Confessions of a Good Christian Girl, pp. 167-168

It is also important to remember that we are not alone – yes, we have God’s grace, but we also have Christ, who not only is our Savior, but also our Friend… And on an ending note, I want to remind those who maybe be struggling personally, or know someone who is and you want to give advice or don’t know how to work through with them but not abandon them, that “[t]hrough it all, never forget that you have a constant Friend in the person of the Holy Spirit. He is always present with you, a dependable Helper and Comforter. The more time you spend in quietness, waiting on the Lord, the more you will experience His closeness and know His practical grace. He is the Companion you need most for your journey… and He is always there for you” (Tammy Maltby, The Confessions of a Good Christian Girl, pp. 220). I hope that this all makes sense to you all and that y’all can remember to depend on Him and to find that hope in the dark room. It takes time, believe me, as well as dedication and support. But all things are possible with Christ, I know that for a fact – He gives me the strength to carry on day in and day out – even when I sleep and dream (Matt. 19:26).

    – T.L.

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I have felt this way more often than not. I see other girls and wish to God that I could be like them. They have perfect bodies, beautiful hair, huge eyes, are amazing at sports, can sing like an angel, and just seem like the perfect person. Or at least, they are closer to perfection than me.
I look in the mirror and cringe at the girl who stares back at me. No amount of makeup can help me, no matter how many different styles of clothing I try on, the solid truth remains painfully vibrant:
I am a failure to perfection.

I am broken, shattered into a million tiny pieces, I bleed constantly out of my heart, and none of my wounds seem to be healing. I beaten and bruised. Yet, if I did not tell you this myself, you would never know.
On the outside I can portray any face necessary to not stand out, but on the inside I can never seem to match the ideal perfection that I have created in my head.
I am sure I am not the only girl to feel this.
We feel like a disappointment. We feel like we are the random outcast that has no hope. Some of us do not have any good friends, or maybe you feel alone in a crowd of people, like you are faking your true self just to fit in.
Whatever the case is, we all feel it. We are being assaulted at the core of our femininity.
Who we are is not good enough.

I hurt for you girls who share these similar feelings. It’s harsh and brutal.
But let me share with you something that completely changed my view on me:
He saw that Fatima’s eyes were filled with tears. “Why are you crying?” He asked.
“I am a woman of the desert,” She replied, averting her face so he could not see,
“But above all else, I am a woman.”

We, as women, long to be bold and beautiful. We wish we had daring spirits, like Pocahontas or Sacajawea. They were equal with the men; they did things that none of the men around them could do. They played a special role that only a woman could fill. We long to fill a similar role. But we also long to fill another type of role, closer to the girls whom society holds up as ‘beautiful,’ ‘sexy,’ ‘alluring’. We want to not only be strong and daring, but beautiful and soft.
We get hurt by loved ones, so we harden ourselves into believing that the woman we need to be is one that isn’t affected by trivial emotions. But that is not what God wants us to be! We look so often to the world’s idea of what we should be and get downcast and feel like a disappointment, when all along we should have been looking at God and realizing just how special and perfect we are to Him.
Proverbs 31:10-31 tells us what kind of women God wishes us to be. Now, mark carefully, my words wished. The verses can easily feel like a laundry list of achievements to reach in order to be this ‘Noble Woman.’ It should not. See, He has already designed us to be this Noble Character. He created us to be beautiful and carry an open heart.

Your tender, emotional, beating heart is the key to finding out who you are as a woman.
Growing up, and sometimes even now, I used to use the excuse when arguing with a male, “Because I’m a girl.” in order to shut him up (most of the time it worked). As we get older though we attempt to explain ourselves differently. We try to title ourselves under our jobs or relationship status. We often get tired, upset, and disappointed with ourselves when we do this. Just as Fantima explained she was a woman of ____________, she nailed the deeper underlining issue, she was a woman. We are alike in this issue. And we need to know what it means to be a woman.
A woman is a master piece. She completed God’s work like the final stroke in the most precious picture ever made. Without her, something is always missing. With her, the world finally took off. She is trustworthy, lacking nothing of value for God gave her everything she needs. She turns the other cheek, without closing her heart to the pain of the punch. She throws the evil aside and helps the weak who are no longer able to push past the dark times. She seeks to find the good, keeping her eyes on the Heavens. She shows her feelings shamelessly and wears her heart on her sleeve. She is clothed with the strength and dignity from her Maker and can laugh at the hard times to come. She is to be praised left and right as a woman who fears the Lord, which is worth far more in her lovers eyes than any amount of rubies, pearls, or gold.
You may not feel this way 24/7, but if you open your heart and give it to God, you will always be looked upon as such.

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