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Apr 29, 2010

Refusing to fight against my fight. It has been allowed by God for a purpose in my life

Refusing to fight against my fight. It has been allowed by God for a purpose in my life
The last few months have taught me several lessons. 1. Having necessary conversations is the a skill we all should acquire. We invite people into our lives for several reasons, but we have to protect what God has given us. Once you allow folks in, they stay in. Requiring updates, status reports, making judgments, given excuses and reasons. 2. Forgiveness should not be confused with not thinking about something. Just because you don't pull a book down off of the shelf everyday does not mean you aren't moved by its content. Actively forgive, pray, release and pray some more until you can poke at that spot and it has no pain. Then forget it, donate that book to file 13! 3. Pride is the biggest obstacle you can ever have. It blocks blessings, hardens hearts, cost you love and money, embarrasses you anyway.

So, whatever God sends my way or allows to be thrown my way, I'm going to hold on to his promises and look not to my fight but to God and the lesson I'm to receive

Apr 10, 2010

Unexpected

You never know when life will throw you a curve ball or surprise you from around a corner. In a life full of deadlines, due dates and goals a surprise now and then is often fun. Welcomed even. However, in those occasional instances when you are sucker punched in the mouth what do you do? Cry? Sometimes! Get angry? Sure! Fall back and take the hit? You shouldn't but for a moment it may be all you can do. I have come to realize that in the middle of my pain if I take a stand, it becomes bearable. If I pray and move forward I heal. If I look, not to my problem, but to God, wisdom is given to me. I learn what to do, how to do it. I breathe, I live, I survive. I am refusing to push against what God has allowed to get something out of me for either myself or for someone else. If you flow with your trial, allowing God to shine through you and stand up in you during it, you will come out on the other side better, stronger, wiser. Happier. Who says what God has for you is easy? Who says that what God said for you to do is gone because of a thorn in your side? Perhaps when you get there, He needs you to be broken in an area, or grown in an area. So, your journey to that place, is not easy, but purposeful. When you get there your ground will be fresh and ready to receive, ready for planting, or perhaps even pruning. Every person examines themselves, as they should (1 Corinthians 11:28). Every person should see not only their own worth but the areas that need to be pruned or broken. It's the growth process. The maturity process.

Apr 8, 2010

Just 'Cause You Stack It Up

Folks say a cluttered desk equals a cluttered mind. I can dispel that theory. However, I do know that it is indicative of a cluttered something. In my case it is my job to keep others organized. I do it at work, I do it at church I do it for the kids, I do it for everyone. I have become a walking 'flash drive'. I am the memory of those around me. However, I have a cluttered something. I run from place to place doing what I do and when I have a moment, the person that I am is a mess. My surrounds reflect my controlled chaos. I know where everything is and I manage to come out everyday clean, fed and smelling like a rose. Yet everyday I step over a pile of whatever or I open drawers of whatever, or I stack whatever. In my life, its the same. I do what I have to do everyday. I function like a pro, looking good smelling sweet, contributing, making ways, witnessing. But when there is a moment, God deals with my piles, my drawers. He reveals what I try to hide. He shows me me and I never like it.

I run many races. One of which is to out run God. To get to my mess before he puts me on front street! Silly! Ridiculous! Impossible, right?