I've sat down numerous times in the last two weeks to write this post. Many times I was interrupted by my little Fireball. A few times I fell asleep while writing, and a couple times I forgot what I was doing while I was doing it. The joys of midlife changes while chasing a toddler are matchless! Those are two things I never imagined occurring at the exact same time in my life! I'm a scattered mess these days...and I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world!
Anyway...
Not long ago the women's ministry at my church held an event for women called Pink Impact. I wasn't able to attend the event but heard an excerpt of one of the messages. And it rattled me. I was moved by its impact and haven't been able to stop thinking about the simplicity of it since.
Do something.
Do something.
I have often struggled to know or understand my purpose. Although my upbringing and my head knowledge tells me that I'm exactly where God wants me, I still often struggle inwardly. I am guilty of getting comfortable in my zone and waiting on God to do big things for me, in me, and through me. Sometimes that wait time is lengthy and I get frustrated. I wonder if He hears me. I wonder if He knows me. I wonder if He cares. And in that process life happens and my flawed self makes all kinds of mistakes.
He always delivers, and sometimes slower than I'd like. These two little words made me wonder, though, if sometimes when I don't feel Him near if that's because He's waiting on me to do something. Something. Perhaps His slowness is not slowness at all. Rather He's waiting too. Waiting on me to act on the things He's laid on my heart. It’s possible I will find a treasure in that something that will be the stepping stone to something else that equips me for my journey.
There have been times in my life where He has completely taken the reigns and moved mountains in my behalf. The little miracle pictured above would be the latest example, and if you’ve known me very long you understand just what kind of miracle took place in our behalf.
I have no idea what the future holds, and I have no idea what kind of terrain I will tread, but I want to do something. So…I’m going to give something new a whirl.
Anyway...
Not long ago the women's ministry at my church held an event for women called Pink Impact. I wasn't able to attend the event but heard an excerpt of one of the messages. And it rattled me. I was moved by its impact and haven't been able to stop thinking about the simplicity of it since.
Do something.
Do something.
I have often struggled to know or understand my purpose. Although my upbringing and my head knowledge tells me that I'm exactly where God wants me, I still often struggle inwardly. I am guilty of getting comfortable in my zone and waiting on God to do big things for me, in me, and through me. Sometimes that wait time is lengthy and I get frustrated. I wonder if He hears me. I wonder if He knows me. I wonder if He cares. And in that process life happens and my flawed self makes all kinds of mistakes.
He always delivers, and sometimes slower than I'd like. These two little words made me wonder, though, if sometimes when I don't feel Him near if that's because He's waiting on me to do something. Something. Perhaps His slowness is not slowness at all. Rather He's waiting too. Waiting on me to act on the things He's laid on my heart. It’s possible I will find a treasure in that something that will be the stepping stone to something else that equips me for my journey.
There have been times in my life where He has completely taken the reigns and moved mountains in my behalf. The little miracle pictured above would be the latest example, and if you’ve known me very long you understand just what kind of miracle took place in our behalf.
I have no idea what the future holds, and I have no idea what kind of terrain I will tread, but I want to do something. So…I’m going to give something new a whirl.
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