brittany nicole

Hello Beautiful People! God is faithful. God is good. God is also strategic.

So all of last year, I was bunny hopping when it came to Sunday. I just went to church in whatever city I was in on that particular weekend. I didn’t have a church home, but I did have options.

I would continue to visit different churches in Birmingham. I would continue to visit the church that I was raised in which is located in Florence. I would also make as many trips as I could to keep visiting my home church in Huntsville.

When I was preparing to move in 2017, I never felt led to leave the church that I was connected to. Unfortunately during that time, I had so many people in my ear because I was trying to make sense of everything.

…Let me just point out that sometimes God doesn’t want it to make sense initially. Do what God says do, it may not make sense to you until the end.

So I spent an entire year hopping around from church to church, city to city, place to place. I only felt like I was home when I would visit this one place that I didn’t go to often because so many people made me feel like it just didn’t make sense.

So I started praying about a place to call home towards the end of 2018… also, for my strength in the Lord to not be weakened by the opinion of man…

I had started to grow weary because I was continuing to “search” for something that had already been found. I also knew that my spiritual GPS was off because I wasn’t planted.

Things begin to blossom once they’re planted…

So I asked God to point me in the direction that I needed to go, and he did…

I’ve been committed to the process since New Year’s Eve. I’ve been attending both services on Sunday. I’ve been so grateful.

Grateful that I can still remain behind the scenes.

Or so I thought…

6 months ago I would’ve told you it’s not necessary to be baptised (again).

Even after making the decision, the enemy was trying to have a field day with my thoughts.

Luckily for me, I only had to wait 2 weeks.

At the age of 6, I went down to be baptised all by myself. My mom was singing in the choir that day and tried to convince the Pastor after church to let me wait because she felt that I was too young. The Pastor disagreed. That story cracks me up because my mom still doesn’t care for my little surprises.

To be honest, it was the (again) concept that kept playing in my head. The week of, I went back and forth. I knew that if I didn’t commit fully by replying to the email, I’d convince myself to wait. So I replied on Wednesday that I’d be present on Sunday for baptism.

Is this really happening?

I think so…

Sunday I woke up feeling confident. I packed my bag and double checked it.

Or so I thought…

Before service begins, they offer a class for those who will partake in baptism.

And the teacher mentioned putting on the full armor of God, and I get a drop in my spirit that I don’t have any bottoms packed.

So I start digging in my bag, only to find a black shirt rolled up. Not my black leggings.

I almost started to panic, but I remained calm.

I’m hoping and praying that I have something in my car. At this point, jeans would be perfect.

I walk out to my car…

To my surprise, I see nothing through the windows…

I almost started to entertain the thought that I just needed to wait…

And something (lol) told me to check the front seat again…

I see a black pair of tights that had been in my car for weeks as a back up for work…

I’d never been so happy to put on a pair of black tights….

Just in time. We line up. {I probably would have wanted to go towards the front (initially) but ya’ girl was on the hunt for some bottoms, so I walked in on everyone lining up. Just another set up from God.}

I said a small prayer in the hallway.

Then it was my turn.

I went in smiling BIG because I didn’t let fear win this time…

I also had turned away with boldness from everything that was going against what God was saying/had said…

I had peace about it, so I continued moving forward… #byfaith

Going public with your commitment to God?

… As an act of obedience.

And that is my testimony.

{It was necessary for me to do it again in this season.}

Don’t let the “again” part serve as a distraction to you. Let it be the motivation that you need to recognize that God has given you another opportunity this time around.

#BNspired2day

B. Nicole