My Testimony. (Still Going)

Hi friends.

I’ve recently been thinking about what I should write about next and it hit me that, really, I don’t really even need a certain topic to write about. I can literally write about whatever I want. No matter how much of a hot mess it may be, it’s me and that’s all that really matters.

So, with that being said, I’ve decided that I’m going to get a lil’ more personal up in here. If you care enough to keep reading, please do (and feel free to share your thoughts). But if you don’t care, that’s okay too. Anyway.. here goes it.

When I started this blog a few months back, I put a lot of thought on what I wanted it to be like and what I wanted to write about. As I started constructing the site, I made the mission for this blog to be entirely about me and my journey with God. At the time, my relationship with God was almost little to none. I was a believer. Always had been. But I never truly knew what it meant to have an actual relationship with the Lord. As I write this, I find myself giggling because five months ago I would have never known I’d be where I am today. What you’re about to read is my transformation.. the one story i’ll never get tired of telling.. my testimony.

If you know me, you know I recently made the decision to move back to Nashville and not go back to Mississippi State in the fall. I’ve noticed that a lot of people get the wrong idea when I tell them that. They always think it’s because I didn’t enjoy my time there. But, they’re wrong. Honestly, I loved everything about Mississippi State. It felt like home. But there was something missing.. inspiration. Something I realized after coming home for winter break was that whenever I was in Nash, I felt super inspired. And with that feeling of inspiration came motivation. The feelings I had when I was home were feelings I longed for when I went back to school.

When I went back to school, I started praying more and seeking the Lord more because I knew that if I put everything in His hands, it would all work out how it was supposed to. Though, I was a little nervous and honestly, a little skeptical. You see, I’ve believed in God my entire life, but I never actually had a relationship with him. In fact, I didn’t even really know that you could have a relationship with him. I had always seen and heard about God doing things in people’s lives, but I never understood it because I didn’t see those things happening for me.

So I continued to pray about whether or not I should move home, and it just began to stress me out more and more each day. I even began going to counseling while at school because I was so terrified that I would make the wrong decision. And that’s when it hit me. When I had to say, out loud, all of the pros and cons about staying at State vs. moving back home, I realized how silly I actually sounded. There was not one single con about moving back home other than the fact that I would be leaving my friends ( all 5 of them). And though they are all absolutely wonderful, I knew that it wouldn’t be goodbye forever.

When I got home, I felt relieved. All of the anxiety I had from the past 3 months had completely vanished and I began to feel like myself again. Not the crazy, party Delaney that I had became while at school, but the happy, motivated, care-free Delaney I used to be. And let me tell ya, it felt (and still feels) GREAT.

Everything slowly began falling into place without me even trying.

Then, I started going back to church (and if you know me, you know that this is what I was most excited about). While I was home during winter break, I had started going to The Belonging Co. every Sunday and Tuesday night. And for the first time, I had found a church I was able to call my home. Not because my parents went or because it was close to home, but because I felt that there was something special there. Something there that called me back every time I wasn’t there.

I didn’t know it yet, but God was eventually going to show me why The Belonging was such a special place.

As I continued to goto TBCo every week, I started learning more and more about what it was like to have a relationship with God. I started seeking him more and began making changes in my life that were more Christian-like. I started praying constantly and opening up to God as if he were my friend. I decided to give the Lord my whole heart and asked him to take over completely.

One night I found myself feeling anxious about a boy I had a crush on and began talking to a friend about it. “Pray about it,” she said. At the time, I found it kind of silly. Why would I pray about a boy???? I thought. But, I gave it a try anyway. I began praying about the boy and talking to God about him. Not even 5 minutes later, the boy ended up texting me and I felt God winking at me. I laughed out loud and in that moment,  I began trusting God.

After that, a bunch of little things like that kept happening to the point where it was no coincidence. It was God and there was no doubt about it.

And that’s what kept me going.

Then, The Belonging started a four-week class called Encounter. In Encounter, you would learn about the fundamentals of the Bible and how to grow in your relationship with Christ. One of my best friends ( s/o to Ashbutt) and I decided to sign up for the class, not really knowing what to expect.

During the first week of the class, I came in feeling excited and slightly nervous. The woman leading started off by sharing her own testimony, where I was able to see myself a lot in her. The excitement she had for the Lord radiated and made me feel excited too. Toward the end of class, we were split into small groups where we would pray together. In my group, we went around and briefly told each other where we came from and why we chose The Belonging. As we went around the circle, a girl started telling about how she after her first semester of college, she came home due to some realizations she had. She went on to say that this coming fall she was trying to decide between going back to school at Trevecca or to take a year off and do YWAM. My mouth dropped, as those were the exact same things I was deciding between too. After class ended, I ended up going up to her and telling her about how I was in the exact same boat. I asked her if she’d be interested in getting coffee sometime and talking about it all. We started small talking and both started talking about how we had been praying for more Christian friends. I was so shaken about how perfectly God had lined up the entire situation. A month later, it’s safe to say Allie is one of my best friends and we are constantly keeping each other accountable as we grow in our relationships with Christ.

A few weeks later in Encounter, we learned about healing and how it works. At the end of the class, we were asked to find someone who needed healing (which ended up being Ashley and her ankle that she has been having problems with for the past year) and pray over them. In our group, there were five of us. We all took turns praying over Ashley and her ankle, in hopes to heal it. After praying for her ankle, we all went around and prayed for each other. After we were done and class was over, we gathered our stuff and got ready for the church service. As we were leaving, I began talking to another girl from Encounter while waiting on Ashley. While I was talking to the girl, the three other girls that I had been praying with frantically ran up to me asking if I had seen a phone. I told them I hadn’t seen it and continued waiting for Ashley. A few minutes later, Ashley called over asking me for her phone so she could exchange numbers with whoever she was talking to (I typically carry her stuff in my purse for her because my purse is the size of Texas), as I handed her the phone from my purse, she then told me never mind because hers was in her back pocket. Confused, I looked at her and then at the phone in my hand that didn’t belong to either of us. And then I realized that the phone that I had must’ve been the one the three girls from earlier were looking for. Eventually, they came back and I explained that I had no idea how it got there. We began talking and introducing ourselves and then they invited me and Ashley to sit with them during service.

Little did we know, we’d end up in a group message the same night that was called “Encounter Babes” (Later on changed to “the sisterhood”) and have a girls night for the next (and last) weekend of Encounter.

The six of us all bring something different to the table and that’s what makes our bond so special. We all come from different backgrounds, different places, and we all have completely different pasts. But the one thing that’s the same for all six of us is the fire in our hearts for Jesus. I truly cannot thank God enough for placing them in my life when he did. I really hit the jackpot when I prayed for some christian friends.

A few weeks ago, one of the friends from my lil’ friend group and I were talking about things that have been going on lately in our lives. The conversation started off by us talking about recent heart breaks that we had both just experienced and we were surprised at how similar the situations were. The conversation then turned into us talking about our dreams and what we wanted to do with our lives which also happened to be the same. In awe, we started talking about how willing we both were to drop everything and start pursuing what we have always wanted to do, but have never known how to do, which is traveling and just loving on people.  We ended up talking for hours on end and I left that night feeling so full.

The same night, I woke up in the middle of the night randomly for no reason, feeling super excited and energetic, and couldn’t fall back asleep. It literally felt like I was a five year old on Christmas Eve trying to goto sleep. And then I heard God tell me that something great was coming. Over and over again. I kept asking what it was and he continued to answer with, “wait”. So finally, I was able to go back to sleep, and woke up the next morning with an expectant heart and a whoooole lotta excitement.

Two days later, I was scrolling through Instagram and saw that a girl I had been following for years now, who is the founder of a non-profit organization, had just moved to Nashville and was looking for a last minute employee for the upcoming weekend. At first, I didn’t think anything of it and went on with my day. But then, I heard God telling me to message her. Hesitant, I decided to message her, not expecting anything to come out of it. A few hours later, I got a response from her telling me all the information I needed to know for the upcoming weekend and when I could come by to get everything. I could not believe it. This girl has thousands of followers and some how I made the cut?!?!? Alright!!!

After that, things just kept falling into place like it was some type of magic. Everyday became a new adventure and waking up became my new favorite thing to do. Each day something great would happen and I learned to become expectant and stay expectant. Always.

A few weeks later, I began to feel God tugging on my heart about something. Something that has always been just an automatic “yes” in my world. Something I never even saw as an option. I started feeling as if God was leading me on a different path and trying to tell me that college was not where I was supposed to be this fall.  I knew that school was not and had never been “my thing”, but I always assumed that one day it would get easier. Well, it never did. Then, God started showing up everywhere. He started giving me signs everywhere I went. It was so crazy. But, because it was such a big decision, I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. I brought it up to my parents. Everybody was in my ear, giving me their thoughts, and telling me that I was about to make a huge mistake. But you see, I didn’t feel that way. I knew God was leading me somewhere else and I knew he has so much more in store for me than I could ever even imagine. He isn’t going to fail me. Ever. So, I stuck with my decision. I decided that I would not be returning to college this fall.

And then the craziest thing happened.

I went to church a few days later for worship night. It was amazing. Worship nights are my favorite because the presence of God is always just so real. I was with two of my friends at the front just dancing and having a good time praising the Lord until Pastor Alex came up to speak to end the night. As she was speaking, she started walking toward the side of the stage my friends and I were on and then stopped and looked at me. She began pointing at me and I began to get nervous because I didn’t know what was happening. I had never even talked to her before. And then all of the sudden, she started telling me how God was telling her to come to me and let me know that I made the right decision. She said that because I have been pursuing him and obeying him, he wanted to let me know that through this season of change and decisions, that I had made the right one. I was so shocked that I stood there unable to move. She had absolutely no idea that I had just made one of the biggest decisions of my life. Wow. What a God thing. I am still in awe of it.

So here I am now, writing this and fully confident that God is about to do some GREAT things in my life (AND YOURS). If you just read this all, thank you. I hope that my testimony was able to reassure you or even prove to you, that God is good and that He wants to show you His goodness and that He’s just waiting on you to let Him.

Also, my sweet friend, Sheridan, and I have begun a bible study on Monday nights at Pinkerton Park. Anybody and Everybody is invited. We’d love to see you there. If you’d like more information, either send me a message on here or connect with us on Instagram @e_n_l_i_g_h_t_e_n_e_d.



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