Dream.
At what point does such an idea, a word, go from being simply a noun to an
action verb? Have you ever just set back and wondered, when? When did the
person who is right now out pursuing, out having opportunity to fulfill,
perhaps, your dream, allowed that process to occur? Well I have sat and
pondered upon this idea of a “dream come true” situation myself, and yeah, that
could never happen for me. Well, at least that’s what the prince of darkness
would have had me believe. Until a man, not following in the typical “forever
chase,” dared to dream, and began a pursuit. A pursuit for what his heart
desired, a pursuit for my heart, that is. A five year pursuit that is so
inspiring, that the word dream is now an action verb in my vocabulary, and I
will no longer sit back and ponder the what ifs in life. Now I, Elizabeth Anne,
also dare to dream. 
Who
is this daring man you ask? Well, he is my father. Perhaps, I should start by
telling you a little more about myself before going any further. I am royalty.
And I have been since the beginning of time. My father is not just a king, but
He is the King. Most call him the King of Kings, Yahweh. The Great I Am,
Beloved. We have a beautiful relationship, and I wouldn't trade it for the
world. But there is something you should know, and that is that even though I
could have had this relationship from the moment he called my name, I like most
children, didn't hear his voice until one day He sternly said my full name,
“ELIZABETH ANNE SINGLETON. “ Then, yes, then I heard Him loud and clear. It was
at that moment I realized I was meant for so much more than what I had always
lived, or in my case so much more than I had always hidden behind:
Insecurities, lies, shame, secrets, abuse, bondage, and brokenness. This twenty
year old girl had always hidden behind “Beth Anne” the name that reminded her of
this captivity. And then one day her father’s voice came through the brokenness
saying Elizabeth Anne it’s time to be set free, a five year pursuit after my
heart giving me freedom in finally finding my new name. Like Saul who later
became Paul. God said’, Elizabeth,” which truly is my name,” it is time to feel
the chains fall and allow the truth to set you free,” so that I did.
. . . that verse was not only a name change for me but
a life change as well. You see, just
like in Paul’s conversion, it wasn’t so much Saul’s choice. It was all God. In
the same way, Beth Anne becoming Elizabeth wasn’t a “could, should, or would
have” but God. He allowed this to happen; he pursued me and so impressed that
scripture on my heart that I could realize that if Beth Anne would delight
herself in Christ he would give Elizabeth the desires of her heart. And I, Elizabeth, now desire Christ heart.
