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When God's Girls Say Yes


Casual Conversations is for God to use my writings as His vessel to deepen women's faith in Him. Women will receive and grow in His Love and His Faithfulness.

When God's Girls Say Yes

Michele Oleary

Hello Friends! I want to welcome my kindred-spirit, soul-sister friend, Gwen, to Casual Conversations. She is a fast talking, southern sounding, on fire for the Lord kinda gal. She is passionate in all she does and she is a mentor to me. I love her deeply.

Please give a big "howdy" to Gwen as we welcome her to CC!

P.S. I wrote about Gwen soon after we met at "She Speaks 2016".  If you are interested in reading the post, it is linked here. By the way, we are still intentional in our friendship. In May I am flying to OK to visit my Lucy!

When you were little did one of your siblings ever get something you wished you had gotten? If you say no, you probably had no siblings. That happened to me, and I was just flat-out disappointed. I felt rejected. Tossed aside. Invisible. Okay, maybe that’s a bit dramatic.

I have two brothers, one older (Lewayne) and one younger (Dwight). I suppose it would be obvious to say that my older brother got things I didn’t because he was “the oldest” and my younger brother got things I didn’t because he was “the baby.” That’s just the way it is. Oh, the plight of the middle child. BUT, even though I was "the middle child,” I was also the only girl. So…I have to say; life was pretty good. 

It was none of the "normal" childhood things that I remember having disappointment over. Though I’m sure they were probably there, they have stuck nowhere in my memory. It wasn't a cookie I didn’t get, a place I didn’t go, a toy Dwight got that I didn’t. I don’t recall any of that - specifically.  What I do recall, was the day my little brother Dwight and I was at church, and he got what I didn’t - but wanted. We were probably all of about 10 and 8 years old. (remember - I’m the big sister)

It was at the end of the church service, and Dwight and I were standing at the front of the church waiting to be prayed for by our pastor - Daisy Guthrie. Sister Daisy came over to me and prayed for me. I’m sure it was a great prayer that made a huge difference in my life, but I can’t tell you what it was. After she had prayed for me, she prayed for my brother. And then it happened. The thing I wanted. Dwight got. And I was stunned.

I can’t tell you what my pastor prayed over me, but I can, sure enough, tell you what she prayed over my scrawny little snot-nosed brother. (all said in love.) She prayed that God would use him and said that when he grew up, he was going to be a preacher. Can you believe that?! Can. You. Believe. That? Of all things! When I heard her say that, I was devastated. (and never received therapy)

I’m sure she probably prayed that God would use me too. After all, that’s what you pray over kids, isn’t it? But what she gave my brother that I wanted was the words, “When you grow up you’re going to be a preacher.” How could she not say that to me? How could she not know that I wanted to be a preacher, too? Just like her. I wanted to stand up and tell people that Jesus loves them and if they live for Him, they get to go to Heaven. I wanted to do that! I wanted to be a preacher! Me! (this is sounding like a tantrum)

Whether my inspirational figure for wanting to be a preacher knew I was going to be a preacher or not….I knew it. (I think she did too)  There was just something inside of me that always knew that I wanted to preach the gospel and lead people to Jesus. I didn’t know how. I didn’t know when. But I always knew I would. And I did. It was a long journey. Sometimes fun. Sometimes not. But I did it. I became a preacher. (and so did my scrawny little snot-nosed brother - whom I adore)

My dream (and calling) of being a preacher took me on the road as a teenager traveling with an evangelist and his family.  It opened doors as Lead Pastor in Seiling, Oklahoma and Associate Pastor in Midland, Texas and it has brought me to the place where I now serve as Lead Pastor in Clinton, OK.  I’m living my dream and fulfilling my calling (even through all my imperfections).  

What I know about the calling of God is that it starts with a dream and ends with a lot of hard work.  But if you keep your ear to the Father’s heart, He will equip you and lead you every step of the way.  

I don’t know what it is that you want to do. I don’t know what dreams are lying dormant inside of you that are begging to wake up and take life. But what I do know is that if you listen to that voice inside of you, if you trust God and obey Him at every turn, you will discover that your dreams can become a reality.

Question: What dream has God given you?  What are you doing to make that dream come true?