Jumping in the car, I peeled out of the parking spot as quickly as I could. I needed to get out of that place fast. With tears streaming down my face I cried, “Did you just betray me, Abba? I trusted you not to place me in a similar situation!”
“What makes you think I did?” He replied.
“Umm. For starters how about….?” I began to list my complaints. “I needed a safe place, Abba!”
“Am I your Father or not? I know what you need better than you do. What you need is a place that will challenge you to break free from the past. Granted, it’s not going to be easy, but if you stick with it, you’ll become the woman you want to be!”
Still not satisfied nor trusting of this answer, I challenged, “What about the golden rule? Do unto others as you would have them do unto you? It seems as if this only applies to me. Why do people constantly trample on me? How can I trust anyone?”
“I understand your feelings of frustration. Remember, if this rule applies to you then it applies to the rest of my children as well. You’re my daughter and you have every right to hold them accountable to this. This is part of your inheritance, so fight for it!”
Hope sprung up inside, “I don’t have to be a door mat?”
“No. I made you to be a princess with thoughts, opinions, and dreams. Fight for it!” My Father encouraged.
I faltered, “Will you be there for me? Will you fight for me on this?”
Gently, he placed his strong arms around my small shoulders and gave them a loving squeeze, “I promised you that I would never leave you and that I would fight you. I love you!”
I quieted down as I contemplated these words. I am his daughter and it wasn’t expected for me to allow anyone to trample over me, but it was expected for me to hold onto my inheritance and to hold them accountable for their actions. Today is a new day. Today, as I walk through the doors, it will be as a daughter of God not as a door mat!
Coffee With God 