Jesus Freak.

Riding around in the car while growing up I remember blaring DC Talk and Point of Grace and singing at the top of our lungs. Putting Jesus Freak on repeat over and over while dancing around cleaning the house. I remember going to what felt like every church event ever held on top of Wednesday night bible study and Sunday church. When we got hurt my mom prayed we would feel better; when my mom couldn’t find her keys she prayed God would help her remember where she put them. For Halloween I wasn’t dressed as a ghost worrying about needles in candy but I was at church dressed in some ridiculously clever biblical costume my mom designed. My mom was sold out for the Lord and did everything she could to teach her daughters the same. At what price did she leave the judgment of the world at the door and stand tall for what was right for her family? I’m sure there was much cooler music she could have been listening to and I’m sure there were times she wanted a big fat glass of wine after a hard day but she put her what was most important to her first and that was her relationship with Christ and instilling Christ in our lives.

You know how it’s true that you never understand your parents love until you become a parent yourself…I’m pretty sure that’s reinstated 12 different ways as you grow as a parent. The selflessness, the sacrifice, the commitment it takes every single day. I’m blown away by my mother’s love and not only teaching us biblical truth but being a living example. Proudly, a Jesus Freak.