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HERITAGE

To be honest, I cannot put words to all that has happened today. 

I just know that something life-changing has taken place on the inside of me and I want you to know about it... (no, I am not pregnant please 😂) 

What is a "heritage"? 

The Oxford dictionary defines heritage as: a person's ethnic or religious background; the countries, cultures, religious groups, etc. that a person's parents or ancestors come from.

Knowing this, I ask you, "What is your heritage?"

Who are you and where have you come from? 

Today, I find my answer in Revelation 5:9-10

9 And they sang a new song, saying:

“You are worthy to take the scroll
    and to open its seals,
because you were slain,
    and with your blood you purchased for God
    persons from every tribe and language and people and nation.
10 You have made them to be a kingdom and priests to serve our God,
    and they will reign[b] on the earth.”

This is the sum-total of my life. This is how I got here and this is who I am. 

If ever you see me  living boldly and fearlessy, it is because I have assumed my role/calling/ new state as a royal and as a priest. I am called to reign and I am called to serve. All this I am because I was bought by blood; precious blood that gushed from Jesus. I was purchased and redeemed a ta costly price and because I belive, this is who I have become now. 

I guess my question to you today is, "Who are you and from where do you come from?" 

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