I gave myself permission to do something I’ve never done before.

It’s not something that is wrong.  But, some people have a negative view of it.  It is actually something that is acknowledged in the Bible.  But, some on earth see it as serving another purpose.  They see it through human eyes and not through Spirit eyes.

What’s kept me from doing it before?  What others would think.  Some look down upon it, think it’s unnecessary.  Now, I don’t know if I would say my action is necessary or not.

I lifted my hands to God during a praise song.  I hear your audible gasp.  Conservatives, don’t go thinkin’, ‘she’s gone over to the dark side.’

I am not here to debate the lifting of holy hands.  I am here to tell you that it took me all weekend to get there.  Me!  “Miss Be-Open-To-New-Experiences,” as I say in a self-deprecating tone.

At first, I felt weirdly uncomfortable as others around me adored our Lord in this way.

But, then I started to contemplate why this made me uncomfortable?  The discomfort came more from wanting to lift my hands earlier than when I really did lift them.  I had inner conflict.

Why am I afraid?

Is it because, ‘that’s something we don’t do?’

Or, is it because I’m not one to bring attention to myself?

Do I truly believe it’s an act that displeases God?

Perfect love casts out fear.

The Lord so filled my heart over the weekend I was compelled to show it.  I wasn’t bringing attention to myself.  I was full of adoration and it had to come out somewhere!!  I was worshipping.  It was freeing.

It was like….

I opened my arms and lifted them to my glorious Father.  Like a toddler lifting their hands and saying, ‘up.’  I just wanted to be held by my Father.  I need your security, God.

It was like….

I was lifting my hands to wave at God across the expanse.  Hey God!  I’m here and I love you for all the grace and mercy and miracles of healing you’ve placed in my life.  I want you to know I’m grateful, Father.

It was like….

I was holding my arms out, crying in exhaustion and weakness as God picked me up from the floor where I fell because I couldn’t stand any longer from the pain.  I need your comfort and strength, Father.

I felt all those things as I lifted my holy hands in worship to my Great and Glorious God.  (I may or may not have danced a little.)

Perfect love casts out fear.

And just today I saw how this is so much like the inner debate about embracing sexual intimacy.  Sexual intimacy is good, yet there can be a negative, tainted view.   And yet there is fear.

Does the act of sexual intimacy make you uncomfortable, even to discuss it?  Why?

Is it because, ‘that’s something we don’t do?’

Or, is it because, ‘I’m one to not bring attention to myself?’

Do I truly believe it’s an act that displeases God?

If your view is tainted, is it from childhood influence, sexual pollution, cultural stereotypes that women have about sex?  Have you always heard that sex is just something a wife endures?

Perfect love casts out fear.

Give yourself permission, girl!  Giving yourself permission to think positively about sex with your husband does not mean sex is going to become your idol.  Just like lifting my holy hands does not mean I’ve gone over to the dark side.

Give yourself permission, holy sex permission.  Marital sexual intimacy is telling your husband, in his language, that you love him, find security in him, are thankful for him.

Week 30

“There is no fear in love.  But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment.  The one who fears is not made perfect in love,” 1 John 4:18.

Positive Affirmation

I give myself permission to be a sexually charged wife.

Final Thoughts

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