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Working It Out

I feel like a lot of my posts are about decisions. It seems like life is decision, after decision, after decision! Some are small – what to eat for breakfast, what to wear today, makeup or no makeup. Then there are slightly more weighty decisions … what school curriculum to use, what activities to involve the kids in, do I schedule that meeting this week or next. Important decisions, yes, life or death, no. My problem is, I make some of the important decisions, out to be life or death. Do you ever catch yourself doing that? I hate it because I get stressed out about something that will work out just fine in the end. I’m not diminishing the value of moving in God’s timing or doing things when they need to be done. But sometimes, it just ain’t that serious. Let this encourage those of you who can be a bit like me. Breathe, relax, take a step back. It will all work out.

Who’s the Real Superhero?

superhero

My husband posted something profound on Facebook today. It definitely bears repeating. Well said, honey.

I was getting ready to get my little man(4) ready for the day. He did not want to because he had on his superhero underwear and he knew it meant putting a clean one on. I started thinking you are not a super hero because of what you wear…which lead me to thinking about us n our relationship with god. we are not defined by what we do, have or wear. We are ‘super’ because we serve and belong to a ‘super-natural’ God. As such, it’s time we go out and be ‘super’. Rescue some one today, encourage someone today, amaze someone today, avert a crisis today, after all you are a ‘super-hero’ serving a ‘super-natural’ God! ‪#‎Da‬-Real-Super-Heroes

Fill Your Pages

“We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year’s Day.” (Edith Lovejoy Pierce)

The beginning of a new year ushers in feelings of excitement, and, as just mentioned, opportunity. I personally feel like I can conquer the world as I plan out my goals and strategize for the upcoming year. I, like many of you, do it annually. I set aside time in December and make lists upon lists upon lists of what I’m going to make happen. The lists always have three characteristics in common: ambitious, lofty, and prior to this year, unrealistic. Yes, unrealistic. I pile tasks on as if I have nothing else to devote my time to, but each one. That is neither realistic, nor advisable. And inevitably, I end up disappointed. So I’ve decided this year to set goals that are definitely ambitious, perhaps even lofty, yet within the realm of attainable, especially with a plan.

– See more at: http://www.gospeltoday.com/blog/2015/01/26/fill-your-pages/#sthash.ghNJZTep.dpuf

Say Cheese ….

Missing two front teeth

My son sang “All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth,” from October through Christmas. As anxious as he was to lose his teeth, he was equally anxious that new ones weren’t coming back in. It was taking too long, he lamented. Had he pulled them out too hard for anything to come back, he wondered. Was something wrong with the adult teeth, he asked. And on and on he persisted. He’d finally gotten what he wanted, and instead of being happy and satisfied, he immediately starting worrying about what should happen next.

My son’s only 8 years old, but already he’s exhibiting this unattractive adult trait. Aren’t we often like that? We pray for and work towards something, and then it finally happens. Instead of being happy, or grateful, or just resting in our victory, we start worrying. What’s next? What else do I have to do? How will the following steps take place? And so on and so forth.

Well, just as I saw this behavior in my son, I learned an important lesson from him. We discussed the situation, and he decided to just be thankful for what he was expecting – a new tooth to come in. He decided not to worry and wonder, and instead enjoy the present moment. And guess what … that new tooth started peeking through.

He’s now glad he took those moments to relish his two front teeth missing. And he’s excited to show off his burgeoning smile.

Say cheese ….

Go On, Admit It

Admit it sign

Last year, right around a certain birthday, smaller writing became more difficult to see. Seriously, I was like, is there some internal clock that makes readers necessary at age 40? However, I was vain, maybe even in denial. I’d always had perfect eyesight. Maybe if I just focus on different things, not look at the computer screen for hours at a time, it will get better. Anyone else believe that besides me?

It wasn’t until a year later, that I was driving down an unfamiliar road at night, no lights besides those on the approaching vehicles, that I admitted it. I needed glasses, just like the doctor prescribed. Lights were fuzzy, I felt disoriented and driving was miserable at night. Off to grab a pair, I went.

Our lives are like that a lot of times. You may notice something is out of whack. You seem to always “just miss” a good opportunity. Or maybe others don’t seem to give you a “fair chance”. Perhaps there always seems to be someone who can “do it better” than you can. And you say it’s not your fault; you’re just not being fairly valued, and your worth isn’t appreciated. But is that really it? Or is it that your performance isn’t up to par, you’re always looking for an excuse or a way out, or you just aren’t willing to put in the work to be successful? It’s okay, you can say “ouch”. You can get mad. You can even decide you won’t read this blog again. As long as you admit it to yourself … and decide to do better. Make these last few weeks of 2014 a time to admit the things you need to change, and areas where you need to improve (we all have them). Then commit to doing just that.

That’s When You Blessed Me . . .

Blessed me blog - November

I planned and was purposeful,
My attempts to create
Opportunities and options
Joys I could equate

I rushed here, I rushed there
Dotted “t’s” and crossed “i’s”
Proposals and queries
But disappointments did arise

No offers. No interest.
And what came I turned down
Convinced it would not fit
As my busyness abounds

I’d given up, was losing hope
I was tired of trying
I felt like my dream was slipping away
And inside, I was dying

So I surrendered. It’s all I could do
I said God, You have to show me how
You created me to want this
The problem is, I want it now.

This is my energy, my passion
But I can’t make it work
My heart, my desire
Now a burden, in my heart lurks

When I gave up, then the phone rang
Opportunity knocked – and so loud
Interest .. incredible interest
Of my work, I felt so proud

It’s a life lesson I keep learning
Why can’t I remember it so easily?
When I say Your Will, Lord, not mine
That’s when You’ve always blessed me.

Moving forward … onward and upward

Too Busy. Too Crazy. Too Much.

November busy blog updated

Don’t tell me it’s never happened to you before. Okay, maybe it wasn’t the cell phone. But you were looking all over for the glasses on top of your head. Or you searched the house from top to bottom for your car keys (oh, the irony, as you will see). Or how about tearing the car apart for the coins for the toll that you “just had in your hand”?!

And then there’s plans. Double booking appointments. Forgetting meetings not written on the calendar. Or one of my new personal favorites, planning an entire child’s birthday party … at the wrong location. Because you’re too busy, things are too crazy and you are doing entirely too much.

Yep, you read it right. A real life situation. The names have been omitted to protect the overwhelmed (no worries, she encouraged me to use her story for my blog lol). A friend of mine called frantic, a few hours before her daughter’s birthday party. She’d done her due diligence – sent out invitations timely, coordinated decorations, planned fun and exciting games, and assured every detail was set. She just forgot one small thing … to double check the location. The invites she sent were to a rock climbing facility all right … just not the one where she paid for the party. So here we were, hours before the big event, calling, texting, even frantically Facebooking (is that a real word?) people to get them to the right address at the appointed time. We can laugh about it now. But last weekend, before it started, I assure you she was not laughing.

Nor was I, when at the end of the party, I couldn’t find my keys. In my rush to make calls, get there early to help set up, and be ever so helpful, I’d put my keys down somewhere. And when everyone left, they were no where to be found. I was stuck waiting for hubby and his spare set to come to the rescue. Too busy. Too crazy.

Stop. Relax. Cut yourself some slack. Breathe. Nine times out of ten, whatever you are stressing over, is not as unto death. It ain’t that serious. Take a moment. Refocus. So you won’t be stuck looking crazy like we were … trying to do too much. 😉

What’s Stopping Me?

November - Stop

Have you ever been in your own way?

There is something burning in you …. something you want to do, be or achieve. Yet for various reasons … sometimes excuses you try to find … you’re not doing it?

I found myself there the past few days. And to be fair, my main reasons for not moving forward are valid, and even wise. However, it’s time to throw a little caution to the wind. And shake some things up.

After all, what’s stopping me?