Wife, Mother, Friend. I thought long and hard about his experiment and
the assignment that was given. Where will I wear the t-shirt? Where
will it be most difficult for me to be a follower? The mall? A
restaurant? The workplace? I looked at the photo’s posted. I have read
the blogs and testimonies and I have been in awe of the candor and
openness as people share how they are dying to self daily, dealing with
their issues. Speaker, singer, student. Where was it going to be most
difficult for me to be who He has called me to be? Would it be around
my friends, in mixed company, in my home? I have without question been
faced with many hardships and trials in life that have presented big
challenges culturally, financially, and spiritually, but I still
couldn’t put my finger on the one place it was hardest to be a Follower
– until now. Facilitator, decision guide, prayer warrior. It was my
church. The Word says to be ready to give a reason for the HOPE we have
in Christ Jesus.
I saw a fellow believer at church – my sanctuary, my safe place, my
refuge. Having shared my most recent life occurrence with her, she knew
my struggle and she knew my pain. She hugged me and asked, “How are
you?” I smiled and answered, “Blessed and highly favored!” She drew me
in closer and said, “No, really. How are you?” as if I couldn’t have
joy or that couldn’t be true because of my circumstance. I stood firmly
and looked her in the eye and said, “I really am -blessed and highly
favored” and I went on my way. The events that I shared with her that
happened one day were without question serious and life changing, but
they do not define me any more than the other adjectives that you have
read. I am defined by His stripes, by every drop of blood, and every
tear that He shed. It was my sin that held Him there – I have no choice
but to praise Him, in good times and bad. Regardless of how my
situation looks to the world or how the enemy tries to get me to feel.
Going through this tough time, many Christians weren’t pushing me to
hold onto my faith and their words echoed give up Karen and move on –
how could you have any joy? My life didn’t look pretty and my future,
in the natural, looked bleak, but my HOPE was and is in Jesus. I knew
that what He had done for others, He could do for me and ultimately
regardless of what other Christians thought, I believed in my heart
that He and He alone could change my situation and I prayed that He
would. But even if He didn’t, I have already been blessed more than I
deserve. He is still God and it is all part of His plan. I sin and
don’t have it all together, but I choose Him daily.
My name is Karen R. Kaufman Brawner, I have joy, and I will praise Him
no matter what the circumstance. I am blessed and highly favored and I
am a Completely. Committed. Follower.