Are you struggling with your next? (That unknown future that you feel the pressure to create, but don’t even know where to begin.)
What will you start doing today?
Are you struggling with your next? (That unknown future that you feel the pressure to create, but don’t even know where to begin.)
What will you start doing today?
There have been too many times in my life that I’ve mulled over interactions with people where I thought someone had negative feelings towards me, and I only came to realize I was completely wrong. My perspective led me to burdens that I didn’t even need to carry. On a tangible level, my life was great, but negative assumptions in my head became chains draining my energy and tearing down on my own confidence. A tactic that literally paralyzes me from having my head space focused on the real important things.
In short, I defined what my relationship with someone could be based on a few interactions, and looked to take things personal that were likely only a reflection of that person having a bad day or feeling unconfident about themselves. Due to my own lack of confidence for assuming the worst, a relationship that could have been gold, became a burden to my emotional status.
“How people treat other people is a direct reflection of how they feel about themselves.” – Paul Coehlo
So, when you think other people are against you. Think again. Maybe they just feel the same way you do. We are all trying to figure it out. When I discover I am completely wrong for thinking something, I realize that my battles really are not between myself and other people. We keep making other people an excuse for our own poor perspective. We are strongest when we are unified, so hands down, our enemy is always trying to create vices and whisper lies that will divide us. We’ve got to stop blaming each other and letting people get in the way of us being our best self and stepping up into our place.
This is the beauty of grace. The deep reason I am grateful for a faith that is the author of grace. We need to create more space for grace. Grace for ourself- that allows us to feel enough, to feel worthy of others, to feel okay to be who we are and in the state we are in. And, grace for others- that does not point a harsh finger when someone obviously makes a poor decision, has a bad attitude, 0r makes us feel as crappy as they may feel about themselves. Because, their mistake is likely coming from a place of pain, a lie whispered into their ear, a battle beyond you and me- the kind of battle that is always waging to tear you and me apart.
I want to love my life. It’s really hard to do that when I feel like crap dwelling on lies, and pointing fingers, only feeling fear that sometimes I need the same finger pointed back at me. So, let’s try to keep our minds gazed on grace. One day, one hour at a time. With that kind of mindset, who won’t be lifted up?
Creating closure to the past in order to open ourselves to a fresh future has been the state of my heart and the disposition of my husband and I’s life lately. We are trying to take tangible steps towards creating the life that we imagined, and, doing so has created a season of cleaning out the old and creating space for the new. But, it hasn’t just been a physical process, it’s been a mix of emotional and spiritual cleaning and sorting as well. Even in such a way that getting rid of physical clutter makes room for emotional and spiritual intentionality in our life. Really, this looks a process of dying to self in the form of having self discipline and getting uncomfortable. But, it’s leaving me with a self challenge towards myself to become better acquainted, and even comfortable with doing the uncomfortable. We are called to live outside our comfort zone. While it’s scary, the scariest thing of all is settling for living in a sort of stagnation and disappointment of unfulfilled potential, or never knowing. And, all in all, I’m seeing how this process is truly exposing my heart- where I need to give grace, and where grace has made itself known.
Starting with the physical changes, and leading to spiritual changes. I am in a whirlwind of going through boxes of baggage and sentimental pieces, and reevaluating what things mean to me- only keeping the things that I really value, that truly spark joy. This both takes place literally, as I go through old papers and poetry written in high school, reentering the 15-year-old girl I once was and realizing that I still very much resonant with her, to testing my opinions on issues that my parents never faced, but I will face because this is the time of our world. We can’t ignore the controversies before us or live in the bubble of our own opinions, we can only embrace the head-butting ideas, evaluate them, and try to look at them with eye’s of understanding. In the midst of all of this, I’m better refining what I really believe, opening up places in my heart with biases, judgment, and things that contradict the grace that I live by and hope in. And seeing how this creates clarity to the calling upon my life. This is who I am. And, I must see and dig into this who and know her and her purpose, before I can take her along a journey into higher places.
This journey looks like replacing shame with grace
While I passed through the boxes of memories, I came across baby pictures of myself, and the little girl I see almost looks foreign to me from any other time, as if I am not her, but as if she is any other little girl who catches my heart and I want to love on. And, that little face in mirror that would stare back at me with shame and indifference is not there anymore. Rather, she is a little girl I would choose. I would love. Even when she did not not feel chosen, I choose her. She was created and chosen by the heavenly father. Therefore, in all of her awkward stages, she is enough. I choose who she was, regardless of how she may have felt about herself or behaved alike, due to brokenness. That’s not who she was.
This is the process of choosing myself; finding grace for how God made me, starting with the beginning of my story and my deepest roots. But, five years ago I couldn’t look at these pictures and feel this way. It didn’t happen over night. Rather, it’s been a slow process, revisiting her just reminds me how far we’ve come.
I’ve come to understand that we are all victim as a child to our world, but once we can think for ourself, we are no longer a victim, and are then responsible for our behavior and choices. The most difficult thing is pressing past those wounds and acting out of the truth of who we are (loved) and not out of the pain of the lies that skewed our sense of being and purpose. Will we be victim as children for the rest of our lives, or will we overcome? Only grace can take us from point a to point b.
This is a process of digging up, replanting, and growing in the soil of God’s love. It undoubtably is a process, but having grace with our self like God has grace with us, empowers us to be who we really are. Of course, this starts with understanding His love- the definer of love itself. Perhaps learning to say “thank you” for your own self is the most tangible place to start.
“You will never really enjoy other people, you will never have stable emotions, you will never lead a life of Godly contentment, you will never conquer jealousy and love others until you thank God for making you the way He did.” – James Hufstetler
This quote demonstrates the importance of us loving who we are, seeing that exactly how God made us is praise-worthy, because we are an expression of who He is. Tangibly stepping into this and seeing time pay off in the healing process is my favorite part of growing up and older: being able to own our story and create it, rather than feel victim to what we were told or shown when we were young and malleable.
What am I seeing now? I see that we may all look quite different, but our human condition is quite the same. We may have different tendencies, but we are all broken. We all have to learn through awkwardness and pain, and we are all quite afraid. This means that there doesn’t need to be space between us. We just need to listen and yearn to understand. This is world peace. And, this is also the heart of Jesus.
I remember standing in line in my college bookstore, when I saw someone I knew in line with me. There was some general small talk and of course the “How are you?” and while I can’t quite remember how the conversation went, I remember one thing said that for the first time sounded different. “Just remember, it’s about the journey, not the destination.” Did this person really know my heart at the time? No, but this cliché spoken directly to me gained life in the context of where I stood.
It shook me, but today it shakes me more. As a matter of fact, it’s the cliché that molds the heart behind everything I want to inspire- a nugget of wisdom that has reshaped my entire inner world of self motivation, purpose, and hope, but a cliché that you can’t fully grasp until you taste the pain of disappointment in earth-sought destinations.
Disappointment is the kind of pain that opens your eyes to what really matters: the ‘why’ behind what you’re seeking. Since, pain is a result of brokenness. When you feel it, you evaluate it in search of the deeper issue. What is causing this pain?
When it’s the pain of disappointment, the deeper issue is your motive.
If the motive behind your aspirations is jaded by your broken-nature and not founded through your wholeness in Christ, then you will journey onward to the end of your journey to face your greatest disappointment: nothing ever satisfied. Your real purpose was never fulfilled. The desire within you could not be quenched, because you were motivated by your brokenness. So what does a broken-natured motive look like? If you look deep within, and find that the underlying motive of your positive business plan or dreams to make a difference in the world are really a deep cry to find your own glory (prove yourself enough, win, be noticed, be appreciated, be understood, be liked, reach a societal standard of success, or find true contentment and rest in a destination here on earth), you will be disappointed. Why?
These desires within us, come from a place of brokenness, where we believe the lie that we are not enough and we have to prove the opposite is true (even if that’s just to our self). This leads us, on our own accord, to make ourselves good (or, better than the person next to us, because we believe the lie that love is a limited resource and there is only so much of it to go around). In that place, we seek to lift our self up, and make our self worthy, because we don’t understand His love for us just as we are. When we live by these broken-natured desires, we choose to live by the chains of brokenness, and not by the truth of who Christ has enabled us to be- daughters, with an inheritance that shames the seeking of all these things. And with the safety of this inheritance- of a Father’s love so deep- it doesn’t matter how things appear to be in our life. What matters is understanding what it means to be free from this broken-way of thinking.
When we come to terms with accepting this unconditional gift, our response is naturally to mimic it. Not that that is what we must do, but that is what we can’t help but do. It comes from an overflow of receiving. When we are blessed, we bless. When this truth becomes truth (i.e. reality) to us, our motive that was once to seek our own glory, becomes as simple as this: to serve.
If your life purpose is to serve, you will never be disappointed. You will never become paralyzed by the earth-side failures you might encounter. Because your purpose is not dependent on your own glory, but completely on His. When you’re motive becomes this, your life becomes fuller than the seeking of any personal glory. When you seek to serve, your gifts become fire, blazing out of you like a dragon. Your life becomes an unimaginable journey of living fully, heart-drenched and full of happy tears, and you can’t help but see how everything, everyone is a valuable character in this story of the beautiful, redeeming gift of love that brokenness has enabled us a glimpse of it’s fullness.
While so much of my life thus far, I have sought reaching for things and places, the times of struggle- the disappointments- I have encountered have turned into the most valuable things that I experience. They start with revealing within me broken motives, and lead to teaching me what really matters. And, here is what I have learned: the earthly ideas of destinations don’t satisfy. And, in this journey through life, God cares much less about the earth-side destinations we seek to reach, than He cares about the heart we approach them with. It’s not about what we do. It’s about our heart first. It is from our heart, that He can move and breathe in our life and in our dreams, that He can shame logic with our faith, that he can ignite and fulfill the true purpose within us. How gracious, intimate, and personal a God who takes us on a journey for our heart.
Each step, struggle, and place along the way is a step that refines our heart. What is the goal of this refinement? That we may have a pure heart. A heart that does not seek our own glory, which enables us to be free, free of judgement, offense, jealousy, and all of the taxing, exhausting emotions of a broken-nature. We can only find this, through first seeing who we are, through grasping our true DNA as beloved, through soaking it in deeply.
And this place of finding true identity, the heart-work begins on our behalf in creating a place of rest, a fight against the current of busy-glorification and overstimulation. God can do so much more through our rest, than we can do through a life of hustling on our own.
Your disappointments are in your favor, as are your appointments. He is only leading you by the hand, one step at a time, coordinating your heart that you may fulfill your life’s purpose.
Will you trust Him?
Tired of the ordinary? Tired of feeling like life is not all you imagined it to be? Like we are stuck in this system, called “work, sleep, work, sleep, work, sleep, and wait till the weekend to really live”? I am too. It’s just so.. uncreative.
I don’t want my joy and peace to rest on the day of the week. I don’t want to look at work and rest and life in a perspective of the days, weeks, months, and, you can guess the last,.. years. It works well for a general world-clock. But, I don’t want it to be my heart clock. I don’t want to be dependent on the “way of the world” in thinking that because it’s Saturday, I should be out having fun or doing a sort of nothing serious and posting it on social media. And, getting too caught up in #friyay hype, that Monday feels like the end of the world and, “oh, my lord, I can’t even think about surviving it without my coffee”. It’s all really just too ordinary for me, too repetitive, too taking me no where, but back to another Monday. That just doesn’t sound fun. Of course, life transcends a little more than that. But, still a mindset like that is debilitating us from the grandeur picture of our lives and tapping into our potential. And, a life lived by only seeing how to survive the week ahead, is not a life of fulfilling purpose.Rather, everyday should be a thrill. A thrill of playful rest. Or, a thrill of hard, intoxicating work- depending on the season. And, regardless of the season, every day should be like a Sunday to the heart- an attitude of worship, a resting heart of adoration that draws us beyond our self (our fear and insecurities), into a place of courage, where we discover the things we never knew we were capable of.
The things that happen to us in our life just don’t happen at a steady pace. But, through great waves and small ripples of change. Times of simple, and times of complex. Some, for hard work and others for great exploration. Some, for finding joy in a sort of regularity, and others, for adventure and something different.
My clock is my own, and it’s different from everyone else’s, so I shouldn’t be comparing it to others, or feeling pressured to fit it to a standard. I must figure out what works for me, in order to get my work done, and establish a sense of rest into my everyday. How can I create a steady pace in my inner world, to compliment my outer world? No two seasons will look the same. So, let’s not just think about the week ahead, but the season ahead. How will we find our balance? How will we keep our selves from burn out?
I am just convinced we need to stop thinking and imagining so small. But, think ahead. Pray ahead. Think beyond this year, or five years. Think beyond your life. Think beyond your generation. Think beyond life itself! The true value lies beyond what meets the eye: in the future, the untapped potential in people, the opportunity for redemption that brokenness enables, the spiritual battle of everyday, the life of our children’s, children’s, children that we will never know. There is just so much more than the ordinary. There is a limitless world beyond the ordinary systems that run our life.
Think beyond the everyday, the seemingly ordinary.
And, let every moment be an opportunity for something extraordinary- the purpose that simply exudes from only you, and no one else in the universe, when you embrace it.
God works in mysterious ways. And, all He asks is not that we just trust him with the the big grand things, but the today. That is such a hard concept for us planners to master. But, this is what brings me to what I have to finally share with you in response to my MIA on Blossoming Beloved recently.
A couple weeks ago, I was feeling really stuck in my anxiety- an anxiety I have been holding onto for a long time. In a world where you work for what you get, and then mix in chance and favor. I have found myself somewhere between what in the world do I really want to do with my life? And, Am I really doing the right thing to get there? Of course, I kind of need to know the answer to the first in order to accomplish the second. It’s a learning process figuring out what you love… what God designed you for. We all have numerous talents, so it’s usually not a cut and dry process.
I have invested myself wholly into this corner of the web- in more ways in my head and in looking ahead, than probably seem visible here. But, that’s how this works- you always have to be thinking, planning, preparing, and yes, there is always something to prepare for. It makes me feel like my mind doesn’t have an off button, unless I somehow escape my everyday world. That leads me to say that I have made a big decision in response to a curveball that God threw my way, and I decided that I am jumping in with two feet (rather than half-heartedly going one way or another). After processing the shock of “this is a crazy decision!”, His way brings me much relief, because He knows what I need, and that is: my heart in a resting place- where He can inspire within me new adventures… bigger plans, a bigger vision, and heart preparation for greater things.
I am saying good-bye to this corner for a little while. Blossoming Beloved will be standing here, but vacant of new inspiration, as I run away into pastures of my heart, stick my toes in the mud, crunch my fingers in the grass, and sit under the sun. God has made it clear to me that this is the path I should take- leading me ahead to the desires of my heart- the ones He has a much better grasp on than I even do. Letting go of control and this place that I have put so much energy into, and rather trusting Him to take care.
I don’t have to make everything happen for myself. I just have to listen to the Father who has larger plans for me (and for you) than could ever be imagined. Perhaps, we just have to get on His level and start thinking bigger so that we are able to step into those larger plans.
Isn’t it ironic that sometimes it’s rest that leads us to the place of our dreams? When our own agendas become too prominent and busy our minds too much, it’s time to remeasure. Maybe we are pushing God’s great plans out of the picture?
Until next time…
Lately I have felt tossed and turned in the waves of time. It’s something so fleeting and it’s important that what we do with it is not something we will regret. So what exactly will we not regret? We can’t know what we will value in ten, fifteen, thirty years. There is such a fine line between investing in our future and being super-get-it-done lady, versus slowing it down and keeping a heart open to the maker who knows much better than we do what our hearts truly desire. We can do much greater things living gently, being obedient to Him, rather than spinning our wheels trying to prove something of ourselves. But, I’m convinced this is a hard, hard lesson to learn.
And then I came across this article by the former President of the university I went to- Mark Rutland- and I was stopped in my chair. I definitely agree with all of his points, but his first one became a wake up call- a nudge onward to exactly what I had felt God has been trying to communicate to me for quite some time: “Crystal, just stop right there. You don’t need to make your dreams happen for you. Rest in me. Rest in me. Rest in me.” There is a lot of trust required in this request. But, that is what faith is. Resting sounds easy, but for some of us, it’s the hard thing- yet exactly what will lead us to the greater things spinning our wheels never could. This has been a theme for my ambitious heart. But, it will always matter more who we are than what we have done. Humility and a caring heart will always be more honorable than the one of confidence and great authority. I urge you to read this article and be inspired as I was. How should we approach life everyday? What really matters? This honorable man explains the perspective he wish he had, now that he can look back and understand what is truly a valuable.
We get just one of these lives- let’s approach each day with an attitude we won’t regret.
To all the pessimist and realist, I get you. I am married to a realist. And, I like to talk about the struggles of life. I like to get real. It’s therapeutic, right? I’m an idealist and I typically see the flaws. But, today, the sun shone brightly into my window and lit up my lovely little house. And all the grey days where I question a lot of things as I try to decipher how to find joy in new seasons and the scary thing that new seasons are, I see in the sunshine the grace that I have everyday. And, I began to thank God for that beam. And, then for this, that, and the other things. And, just like that, I see around me all that I have. Enough and even more. And all the sudden it’s like a pair of glasses that made anything less than a Pinterest picture unworthy of being satisfying, came off, and I saw. For the first time, the eyes of the girl I once knew were here again. All the tangible expectations that have morphed my perception into a ever worldly state of discontentment, became undone. And when I thought about where I am in life, I saw with those little girl eyes all I have accomplished. That little girl is amazed. She did things that terrified her- the kind of things she never imagined she could find the guts to do. I see my husband and I. Look at all we have. Look at where we are. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, oh, so good Father. There is nothing shameful about this season. It is okay reach, it is okay to desire, but what God desires is that we wake up and go to sleep with thankful hearts, and the rest, He will take care of. The rest, He will just make better and better.
I hope that today you can take a second to look around and say thank you- even if you don’t have a beautiful beam of light shining in from your window. It does a world of difference for the soul- turning a mundane day into a glorious day that feels enough. A heart that feels the sense of being enough cannot be found in meeting a perceived standard or finishing a list of to-dos, or even reaching our life-centered goals, because enough is found in the now, in the thankful heart. And, today is a day we won’t get back. Let’s breathe it in.
Look what He has done. Look how far you’ve come! And, look at the strength He’s given you to get there. Saying thank you shifts our whole mindset and turns what we have and who we are right here, right now, into enough. We are so dear to His heart, sometimes we just need to remind ourselves that. Because, it’s true.
This is what the lyrics “I was blind, but now I see” mean to me. I was blinded by a never satisfying world thirsting for stuff that never quenched, but now I see that this is enough. I am enough. My circumstances are enough. Today is enough.
You are enough, my friend.
What are you thankful for today?
I was driving home, when I noticed how much I was caught in a messy world. I see it all around me. This coordination between good and evil. A constant battle. Though it lies primarily in the things unseen, it is also seen. Old deteriorating homes, damaged curbs, and just a lack of care about how run-down some things are along the drive. I don’t know why we don’t do a better job taking care of this place we call home. Why does it not pass some minds that looks matter? Call me crazy for even saying that. But, I’m convinced they reflect more than a material appreciation- they reflect a sense of self respect. They decipher the unseen struggle. I say this because the world is afflicted by brokenness beyond what man may touch. Even the wild trees have turned to brush, broken down, falling all over each other, appearing as a complete mess to the up-close eye. Our lives are much like this: messy.
But, today felt a little different than others. Rather than wishing away this imperfection. And melting into the ideality I could only dream up the world to be. I somehow felt this deep love for the struggle. This struggle is life and it’s somehow beautiful. It’s dramatic, it’s interesting. There is sin and there is grace. And, there would not be a beautiful redemptive story without the struggle. Our lives are about stories shared and experienced, the impact of true love that steps from oneself, reaching out to their very betrayer and saying “here, take my meal, and let me wash your feet and you give you life”, it’s the very sin that makes grace- love- the most interesting thing of all. I m thankful for brokenness, because without it, there would never be impact- the kind that awakens us, and gives us a soul.
So then I begin to look at myself. And, I see my brokenness. I wish I could feel like I was resilient in at least a single area of my life. But, I watch the beautiful things face the attack. Feelings come in as lies confusing the truth, distorting reality, creating chains to my destined freedom. And, I ask, “Why?” Why can’t one area of my life feel true and pure, undistorted from the struggle? And, when I feel like I am overwhelmed, God reminds me that my struggles are not my own. As a matter of fact, the very struggles turn from darkness into light, carrying a purpose- a lesson. They create a resilience in me. Not in perfection, but in love. Without feeling all the feelings, I cannot be the understanding mother He has called for me to be. My struggles are lessons, they teach my heart grace for others. They create a gentle patience within for all the struggles I will watch my children face. They give me a heavy heart for the broken. Without my struggles, I would not see grace. I would not see that I am just as unworthy as the seemingly worst. But, that’s what makes the grace so beautiful. Our brokenness brings out the true beauty of life- the power that is the redemption story.
Im convinced, we do not understand the light without the heavy darkness. We cannot find passion, without a sincere need to be met. Our brokenness brings us to the story of grace that fills us with compassion and thanksgiving- the very destiny of a fulfilled life.
How has brokenness made your life more beautiful?
My husband and I are a few weeks away from moving into our first HOUSE. And, we are thrilled(!!).. to say the least.
No, we are not buying a house. Though we love DIY and the idea of turning a fixer-upper into a beautiful modern, traditional home, we aren’t quite ready to put roots down where we are in the Midwest. We hope to move to a bigger city in the years to come. But, as for now, we are ready to no longer walk up flights of stairs to get to our door, and no longer walk down flights of stairs to let our baby-our lab mutt- do his business.
For now we are going to lease a home, and though that is not quite ideal for my husband and I’s strong love for aesthetics, we have seemed to walk into the best of both worlds when we found an older home that is completely remodeled. It’s darling! And, the few things I would change- which is just a few paint jobs- the landlord is letting us! Of course, I think our changes will end up being upgrades for the home after all. But, I never mind helping someone out. These days everything seems about investing money and getting more than giving. But, I think it’s nice to always leave things better than you found them. Make the world a more beautiful place for what it simply is, rather than for what can be gotten out of it.
To sum it up, I am absolutely in awe of how this situation has worked out and how perfect this home is for these next couple chapters. Our current home (photographed last winter) has been great as we finished up college, and stepped into post-college life. But this new home literally stood out like a diamond amongst rocks in our searching, and I can’t believe we are the ones who get to make it our home. It’s the situations like these that remind me: even in my lack of asking (or even really knowing what to ask for), God still knows the desires of my heart. It is exactly what we hoped for and more. Simply put, I can’t wait to share with you all the DIYs and decorating inspiration ahead!
As for lately- to be quite frank- I have made myself feel so guilty being so busy with my personal life, and feeling like I’m breaking my commitments to Blossoming Beloved in the juggle of everything. Forgive me! I am learning my limits. And, truly, while we are boxing up everything to move, there has been even a lot more going on, leaving us absolutely winded. My husband and I have faced trial and trial again in the past several weeks, and when the storm starts to calm a bit, I am putting this crazy adventure into story format, and sharing it with you all. Stay tuned!
Often times, I put so much pressure on myself. I know that if I want something done, I have to do it. If I want to make a dream into something real, well, let’s get started! But, sometimes I take my agendas to the extreme. I become so focused on one thing that any curveball throws my one-tract-minded self into grouch-mode. And the person who knows this the most about me is my husband. He loves me so much, and I know I need to work on this aspect of myself. Because when exhaustion and the to-do list collide, I feel overwhelmed, and then more exhausted, and plain stuck. I need to work on: stopping to smell the roses and accepting the curve balls and being ok with the mess of life, then always chasing after some kind of perfect. But be reminded, I write in the midst of my own mess and the revelation of truth that I discover in response to it. We are all in this together, learning the concept of overcoming.
But, that’s what brings me to this topic. I fall into this mode out of fear- yes, for one I have a responsibility, if not to myself, then to you. But for two, I’m just afraid. Afraid of not proving that I can actually do this? Maybe so! Afraid of actually not doing what I said I would do? Yes. Having discipline is important- in every area of life, because discipline creates balance and puts priorities in their rightful place.
So, here have been some of my heart thoughts as I think through my motives of, well, chasing my dreams. Motives are where it all starts and they define everything about how far you will take your dreams. Staying true to what you do is important. Feeling the need to prove anything is not good- because we should be driven out of passion and purpose, not a need to feel “enough”. We should give out of overflow, not parchment.
The best of what you do comes out of who you are. I fear in a panic of performance. But, when I am focused on who I am, and not what I need to be doing, I am inspired, usually more positive, and when I am heart-focused, attitude-disciplined, perspective-conscious… rather than TO-DO consumed, I am a much happier and more content person. I feel like I notice the little things and I appreciate what surrounds me more. Nothing is more disheartening then feeling like your not walking your talk. And, I feel like that is the very essence of unhappiness-not being the kind of person you expect you should be. But, it’s easy to do that when you become wrapped up in the performance, and neglect the heart. And it all comes back to fear- a big fat lie that completely contradicts our very identity. We are taken care of. We are enough. We are enough. We are enough. And, we don’t have to do anything to be enough. But, because we are enough, we do something. That is what our dreams should be founded on.
“For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.” 2 Timothy 1:7
Let’s put our hearts to who we are and dwell our minds on being the person we desire to be- out of that focus, we can accomplish the things that God’s put before us.
Hello there. I hope you are having a wonderfully long weekend and absolutely enjoying yourself today.
Perhaps today you can sit back with a cup of coffee, and reevaluate some things with me. Because, it’s time to center ourselves around what really matters, my friends. It’s time to make a way to get more focused- working hard, so that we can rest hard- living with one purpose to chase each day, and leaving the rest behind. That is the way to a fulfilling life.
In my life, I am learning a lot about the reality of balance and deciphering what is truly important. I think it’s easy to try to do a lot of things with good intentions, with God-plans in mind. But, all the while, He is whispering to us “Rest. Just rest.” And, it’s easy to be like, “God, I got this. I am doing things for you.” And continue on our way in denial when those whispers could really be our life-save.
What do I mean exactly? God knows the possibilities before us. He knows when there is a storm ahead and we need to prepare. He knows when we need to slow down and reevaluate, because that reevaluation could take us from a seemingly high place to a seemingly low place- but in all reality, it’s the place of true glory- a calling fulfilled. In order for His blessing to fall upon us, we must be where He is showering it down- in His will, in His plan- not stuck in our own agendas. The difficult part is when it seems like our idea just makes more sense than His. And, all we can do is understand that He knows what we do not, making His little whispers so very important- not just for the sake of His own kingdom, but for the sake of our very sense of purpose and fulfillment- our joy.
Choosing simplicity and a humble life versus chasing crazy big dreams and accomplishing great things; I often feel caught in the midst of this storm, because God is in both things, it’s just a matter of where He designed you and I to be. Did He make us to work behind the scenes on His great projects or did He put something in us to accomplish great things on a podium? They are both honorable things. Just maybe the world won’t see the one behind the scenes like they see the one on the podium. And, that’s what makes it difficult. Naturally it seems as though everyone is craving attention, to be liked, and really, a lot of us are trying to prove something about our self to the world, to our friends, to our family, even to our very self.
But, the reality is, what are we really trying to prove? God’s already chosen us. So, all we could be proving is that we are better than one another. What’s the good in that? We are all with a purpose exactly as we are- entitled to our own stories, our own perceptions, and it’s God’s grace that takes in consideration those exact things, because we all fall short in our humanity. Can we not just see how equal we all are in our very DNA of being human? What if we actually stepped from our pride and truly thought of our neighbor as better than ourself?
But, this is where the concept of getting focused on what really matters comes in. It’s easy to get swept away by attention. It’s easy to unconsciously be trying to prove something. But what’s truly honorable?
I remember being completely transformed in my early teens by the single verse Colossians 3:2.
“Set your mind on things above, not on earthly things.”
Life seemed simpler at that age and faith seemed easier. But, I won’t forget the life that verse brought me. I had heard this a hundred times before. But, it just hit me. It’s as simple as that. That is what I am supposed to do everyday.
So I want to encourage you today with this, as I also soak in this pondering for myself.
What drives you to do what you do everyday?
Stay tuned! Wednesday I’ll be sharing some awesome finds I have discovered that make for the perfect quiet time scene with a darling coffee mug, a journal, a Bible, and some inspirational wall art from another artist that I really admire.