I have had several mentors in my life who taught me how to develop my psychic and mediumistic abilities. When we are seeking knowledge and when we are learning a talent, often it is necessary and wise to acquire a mentor. We don't graduate from college without mentors, do we? Upon entering the world of Christianity, I have had one mentor: my cousin, who I will refer to as Linda.
When Linda and I were children. we would visit during the summer at each other's home. Linda was a Baptist with a clear understanding of her faith. Her father frequently would attempt to save me, which caused me some nightmares. Leaping forward to 2017, I know her dad would be so pleased that his daughter led me to Christianity in May of that year when I visited her in Richmond, VA. I regularly fly up to visit her now.
Linda had prayed prior to my first visit that she be led regarding what to say during our visit. She wanted to understand me, learn about my beliefs, and answer whatever questions properly I may ask . She was afraid to offend me or cause me to reject her or what she said. None of that happened. On that fateful visit, we learned about each other, understood each other, and loved each other. It was a turning point in my life.
During the summer months that followed, I read books like crazy. When I was confused or needed clarity, I would message her with my question(s). She mentored me to an understanding about what it meant to be a Christian. Linda helped me to accept something I had been rebelling against all of my life. And she loved me through that process.
A few days ago I returned from a week-long visit with Linda and her family. Her husband is tolerant of our adult bonding, and even teases me and calls me Sue. That's another story... Her adult children and grandchildren have all embraced me more fully than before. And through it all, she keeps mentoring me. Her demonstrations of behavior are exemplary. No one I know loves with the capacity she does. Linda was definitely cut from the fabric of a fine Christian woman. I could not have found a more perfect mentor.
I went to church this morning feeling joy. I can appreciate the words I heard in that sermon now because I have been mentored. Every Sunday, I simply can't wait to get there! I love to learn, and I learn at every service. I have missed so much, I feel I am catching up in my endeavor to grow at every service and every class I attend. Thank you, Jesus, for sending me a mentor. Thank You for being there even when I didn't know you were present, protecting me, guiding me.
Love to ALL!!
(c) 2018, Elizabeth Owens