rebel

It all started with a daith piercing.  I got it pierced a week ago after seeing stories about how it has helped some people suffering from migraines and headaches.  (No headaches for me since I did it!)  Getting a daith piercing awakened what I call my "rebellious side".  Rebel is the last word that anyone, including me, would use to describe me.  I like the security of my routines.  I don't mind being predictable.  I am a rule follower and a people-pleaser.  I've always been a "nice girl" who does the right thing.  Piercing or not, I'm still Dawn.  I will continue to stick to my routines and be predictable.  I will always choose to act with integrity and responsibility.

However, the word rebel has been bouncing around in my head for the last week.  I asked God why I couldn't let go of it.  He responded, "Jesus was a rebel."  I never thought about that.  Jesus did what His Father told Him to do.  It didn't matter to Jesus what people thought of Him.  He was obedient to God.  The Bible talks over and over about the Pharisees being disgruntled with Him...eventually so much that they killed Him.  Jesus was a rebel in the world, but He was obedient to His Father in heaven.

That's the kind of rebel I want to be.  I want to be a Christian who is obedient to her Heavenly Father so that He can use me to change the world...or at least my little part of it...even if people don't understand me.  I want to do things that are unexpected...loving unconditionally (the way God loves me), stopping in the middle of my routine to pray or encourage or hug someone, listening with undivided attention, acting and speaking with kindness, serving others and putting their needs before mine.

I want so desperately to be more like Jesus and I am grateful that God is doing a good work in me!  I want to bring His light and His love to a dark and hurting world.  I guess there is a rebel inside me!