Not Your Baby Mama

        When I started dating, my mother insisted on meeting the guys I was going out with and when she had her introductory conversation it usually went something like this, " so nice to meet you, how are you, how are you doing in school,...do you have a personal relationship with Jesus?"!!!!!... I am standing there stunned and embarrassed no matter how many times she pulled that line out.  What 16 year old wants her mama asking her date about his relationship with Jesus???? I didn't pay much attention to my relationship with Jesus...I just liked the cute guys. :)  But NOW I am a mom and I am starting to get it.  Nothing is going to tell more about the character of a man or woman than his or her relationship with Jesus. If that relationship isn't working, every other relationship is going to suffer or have some sort of stress or strain.  See my mother was concerned about my future and the type of relationships I entered and how they would reach beyond the immediate.  Me ...not so much!

         Since my mother has passed away I am learning to let God be God in new ways.  I am allowing Christ to establish a more intimate relationship with me and my world, my life, my relationships with others and myself are the better for it...

        So, Off to the club! I went out this weekend for my best friend's birthday and I had a really good time.  (I should have, it was the first time I had been out since Skip was a pup)  I danced, I laughed, I caught up with old friends, I got dressed up (showed too much cleavage), went out to breakfast with some really cool dudes, and cursed a bit much (He is not finished with me yet!) What I didn't do was think I would meet the love of my life in the club, drink myself into a stupor, or trip over anything that wasn't positive.  I had a great time and I couldn't stop thinking about how blessed I am to have the friends I have, the family to help me with my babies so I could go out and have a good time, the transportation, the laughter and the camaraderie.  I drove home listening to Christian contemporary, repenting of my potty mouth and longing for more alone time with God.  Although my night was great, I knew nothing will ever fill me like God.  

          Now mixing Christ with the club may seem sacrilegious to some, but I know that I know my relationship with Christ is just that a relationship.  It's not perfect on my end but it is real!  It convicts me, convinces me, and changes me the more and more I listen and obey in the most real and genuine way I can.  I didn't have to go home and lay up with some man to fill my void or drink to erase my pain.  I left the club wanting more of Jesus.  I got home at 5 am and back up a 8:30am and it was pleasure and a blessing to go to worship this Sunday.  

           So, fellas if you catch me in the club, the grocery store, or Sunday morning service I'd just like to say, " Hi, my name is Misha.  How are you? How is your personal relationship with Jesus?"