It was my Hannah moment.
A few months ago we dedicated our daughter to the Lord. It was a celebration for the miracle God bestowed on us. A ceremony to include those we love, who prayed for us.
A time to return to the Lord in praise and give back to Him what was already His.
The pastors gathered around and laid hands on us, a family of three.
The moments I had begged for a miracle. The times I had to cling to the promises of God. They were just as important as this moment of dedication.
Really, they were all moments of dedication.
Me becoming more of His, giving Him what IS His. Not striving or searching or longing. But becoming. The gift of His faith to my heart. This is dedication.
Dedication can feel like more pressure, but really it’s just love expressed for others to see.
God doesn’t ask me to strive to be more dedicated. He doesn’t ask for perfection. That’s His role. He simply asks for my devotion.
With Jesus, it’s all about love. Love Him. Love others.
It’s about falling in love and that shouldn’t be work. And synonymously, my dedication to Him looks like commitment, wholehearted & single-minded love.
There was a time during the ceremony when one of the pastors asked the audience to extend their arms in support of us, agreeing to love us, pray for us, and help us raise our daughter.
We need that. We all need that help in our dedication, don’t we?
When we dedicate ourselves and the thing we love the most to the Lord, we need help. We need community and love and support from those we know and sometimes those we don’t. And I need to be that support for someone else, too.
I’m dedicating myself to raise Gabrielle to be the Heroine of the Good News, just like her name means. I’m dedicating my time to no longer be mine. I’m asking the Lord to grant me an abundance of spiritual wisdom, patience and grace to become the woman He knows I can be and the mother Gabrielle needs.
What are you dedicating to the Lord this year?