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"What is God's Girlies"?

I've been asked this question quite a few times.  The only answer I can usually muster is "I'm not sure".  I'm waiting to see what God wants it to be.  Here's what God has shown me God's Girlies is, so far.

This is God's Girlies.

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This is too.

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These are God's Girlies.

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Generations of girls bridging the gap to be friends and confidants; family. We offer advice when you need it and a hug.... maybe a glass of tea, a cup of coffee or a juice box when you don't.

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We're in desperatel need of prayer whether we know it or not.

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We're sisters, grandmas, mamas and daughters in need of companions whether we think we have time for one, or not.  We talk on the phone, we text, hang out at each others' house (not enough).  We chat it up when we meet unexpectedly in Dillards.

These are God's Girlies.  Well, almost........

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Men who have little clue how we work yet they love and support us.  They pray for us and encourage us.  They teach us too. Some of them even read this blog.  I'm blown away by that; over the moon grateful.

We're big sisters and little sisters

and we're girls who feel like sisters.

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We're friends from afar.

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Time and distance has no bearing on our friendship.

God's Girlies are strangers with a connection. We're girls who strike up a conversation with the check-out lady in Wal Mart. We read sweet stories like the one about the ninety-six year old man we've never met who wrote a song for the wife he just lost.  We smile a blurry-eyed smile. We share in the pain of a mom in a restaurant with an inconsolable baby.  We stop and listen to the zany songs of street performers and

we remember how important it is to stop and listen.

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We reach out across computer screens, but our bond is deeper.  We're girls that laugh and cry in the same minute; we're a mess.  We get angry.  We learn. We grow. We're selfish and we serve. We pray.

It's much more fun to do life together.

We're a community that knows that God is our help in time of trouble. Sometimes that help comes in the form of a friend.

Two more things help sum up who God's Girlies are-

1.) God's Girlies-Last Sundays of the months, young girls about first grade through sixth, meet up with their moms or some other mature girly and fellowship together.  We play games, do a craft and a devotion.  We've had so much fun that a group of High School girls have decided to join us as mentors.  I LOVE THIS GROUP OF GIRLS! Check out in the top menu-"Just for GG's" to see some of our previous get-togethers and  activities!

2.) A Thursday for Your Thoughts - much more precious than a penny for your thoughts.  Thursday is reserved on this website for ladies who want to recipe/story/learning experience/share. No writing experience or club membership required.  We're just girls sharing our hearts. To read some past posts go to the top menu and click on "A Thursday for Your Thoughts". My cooler than cool friend Jordan is sharing tomorrow about our awesome mom's prayer group.  You don't want to miss.  So, y'all come back now, ya hear?!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I'm sitting here in my new chair given to me by my awesome husband and kids for Mother's Day.  It's my prayer chair.  I have some guilt sitting here in this chair as I pray. It's way too comfy. I've dozed off while praying a few times.  I'd had the idea of having a prayer chair in our bedroom for some time now.  I wanted a quiet place with little distraction.

For some odd reason, besides taking me to a nap, my chair has taken me to the story of Moses.

And my friends, after some thinking, I decided in this post you are Moses.  Sometimes I'm Moses too.  Let me try and explain.

Moses, as we read in Exodus, just keeps trudging on.  I feel for him ,as I witness through scripture, the irritating cycle.  The Israelites complain.  Moses goes before God on their behalf.  God listens.  God acts.  They complain again.  I know Moses is tired of heart.  Do you ever get that way?  I pray for one of my children; that they would be more kind, behave less selfishly.  I know God listens to my prayer.  I know God acts.  But then I see them acting the same way.  Aren't we over this yet (I think to myself)?  Add to that, pure physical exhaustion and my prayer probably sounds more like a rant if I'm even praying at all.

I'm pretty sure you can identify with Moses at times as well. Do you ever feel you've prayed enough for a certain person or certain situation- lifted them up to the point that you are completely worn out. And are there even times you feel like you don't even want to hear yourself pray, maybe because you know you're living short of the perfect mark yourself?

Halfway through chapter 17 in Exodus, Moses is standing on a hilltop with the staff of God in his hands.  The Amalekites have attacked the Israelites and they're in need of intercession once again.  As long as Moses has his hands lifted, the Israelites were winning- THE PRESSURE!

So in thinking of yourself as Moses, this is where I come in. When Aaron and Hur, his partners in ministry, saw he could no longer go it alone-they put a stone under him for him to sit.  It then says, and I love this, "When his hands grew tired....Aaron and Hur held his hands up".

I would like to be your Aaron; or your Hur.  And I'd like for you to be my Aaron or Hur.

I can dutifully pray daily.

But I know that there are times when I'm distracted.

There are times when I'm exhausted.

And shamefully there are times when my faith is low.

Now let's get back to my new chair.  I had a thought.  You've heard of a armchair quarterback no doubt; someone who offers advice without really being in the game. No, I don't want to be your armchair quarterback. I know that no advice I could give would compare to my simply cheering and encouraging you- at times by your side; other times through prayer.

I want to be your armchair cheerleader.  And as a cheerleader calls out to the crowd on behalf of the players, I want to call out to God on your behalf.

After all, it's the only kind of cheerleader I could ever be.  I've lost any flexibility I had and I've never been too coordinated.  I can, however, cheer you on.  I can pray on your behalf when you're tired or frustrated or even when it's a matter important enough to be doubly prayed for.  And I would ask the same of you.  In those times when my prayers sound stale or maybe not so heartfelt, I would ask that you be my armchair cheerleader too.

My email- kristiburden@gmail.com