So I'd like to say I thought long and hard about what I was going to name this blog considering I would like to continue it for long while, but it really just came to me. Or I guess I could say it's always been there.
I love lions. I mean ever since I was little I was obsessed with them. You'd think it was because of The Lion King... oh that was an experience. First time I ever saw that movie I was 5 and we had to leave the theater because I became utterly hysterical when Mufasa died. Screaming "NOOOOO" and sobbing so uncontrollably that even my mother (who is by far the most incredible, patient, and loving person on this planet) could not calm me down. I'm sure my sister was so pissed at me but I like that I had some dramatic flair even at such young an age. But I digress.
Even before The Lion King became a mini phenomena my father would always say something to my sister and I...
It wasn't until I got older that I started to fully comprehend what my dad was saying.
I love lions. I mean ever since I was little I was obsessed with them. You'd think it was because of The Lion King... oh that was an experience. First time I ever saw that movie I was 5 and we had to leave the theater because I became utterly hysterical when Mufasa died. Screaming "NOOOOO" and sobbing so uncontrollably that even my mother (who is by far the most incredible, patient, and loving person on this planet) could not calm me down. I'm sure my sister was so pissed at me but I like that I had some dramatic flair even at such young an age. But I digress.
Even before The Lion King became a mini phenomena my father would always say something to my sister and I...
"The daughter of a Lion is also a Lion."When I was little I would dream about how my family and I were really all lions and we lived in the jungle. I'm pretty sure when I was 8 I had a actual dream that I was best friends with Simba and my dad was best friends with Mufasa. This is of course before Mufasa died.
It wasn't until I got older that I started to fully comprehend what my dad was saying.
I became a disciple of Jesus when I was 14 years old but didn't really start to follow him or know how to follow him until college. I remember when I truly started to pursue Jesus around my junior year of college and my nose was always buried in the Bible. I felt like I was seeing lions everywhere... I even did a word study. I know I know... nerd. The word lion is in the bible 79 times (esv) if you were interested. Anyway, I kept seeing how lions were used as imagery depicting God. Who he was. What he did. And I was mesmerized.
All throughout this I kept thinking of the quote my dad always said and I slowly but surely began to understand what he meant. The more I started to discover my identity as a child of God, the more I understood that my earthly father was not the Lion... my heavenly father was.
The best part of the gospel is that because of Jesus and all he did on the cross when God looks at me He sees Jesus. I am covered. I am sheltered. I am cared for. I am God's beloved child. There is nothing and no one that can take that away from me. Romans 8:37-39 reassures of that fact every single day. I will always and forever be The Lion's Daughter.
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