SHE fears God
Finally. August 2008.
The time had finally come when I would move out of my parents house for good.
Here we were...6 people crammed into my 200 square foot college dorm room with no A/C and minimal sitting rom.
My dad had already secured the area and reviewed all the exit routes I would need to take in case of an emergency. My mom and aunt had arranged all my belongings in the dressers and cabinets so neatly that I would be calling them for the next week asking where they put this or that.
The room was filled with mixed emotions as parental worry and my internal "Woo-hoos" were colliding in the air. Don't get me wrong I love my family, but I was so excited to this college life I watched my sister live for the previous year.
I don't even remember what I did after my family left. I think I just wandered the campus. Embarking on my first real opportunity at independence as an adult.
For the next four years, I would watch some people I started college with eventually transfer schools or drop out completely for one reason or another.
I would experience parties in off and on-again seasons as I navigated in and out of my introversion and extroversion. No matter what though. One thing motivated me from Day 1 to the day I switched over my tassel...
I feared my parents.
So often in the context of mortal love, the words 'fear' and 'love' should not coexist with one another. If you fear someone that says they love you or that you say you love...that may in fact not be love at all.
But the fear I had for my parents was not a fear from intimidation but from respect.
The LORD favors those who fear Him, Those who wait for His lovingkindness.
My parents always told me that they wanted me to have a better life than they did. And I knew they meant it. This is where my respect-fueled fear came from. I knew the sacrifices they had made for me to even be able to go to college, and I feared ever taking advantage of what they did for my benefit.
Christ did the same for us.
When He died on the cross and rose again, He did so so that all His children would have a better life on Earth and in Heaven. It is from that sacrifice that I try to fear Him daily in all my ways as a Christ follower.
Let me be clear. Fearing the Lord doesn't mean that God wants us to be scared of Him, but to respect His power in our lives. So much so that in everything, we will consider Him.
I didn't wild out too much in college simply because I knew who I belonged to and what name I carried. I knew my parents loved me and wanted the best for me, but also wouldn't mind making the 4-hour trip to Bloomington, Indiana into a 2-hour one to come set me straight if I went off the deep end.
Christ's love for us is so great, that He wants to give us nothing but the best. Sometimes part of that best is making sure that we don't fall too far astray either. When we understand that, we can truly fear Him.