When I'm Not, God Is

When I feel sad - God is joy

When I feel overwhelmed - God is calm

When I feel weak - God is strength

When I feel alone - God is there

When I feel rejected - God is love

When I feel restless - God is peace

When I feel hopeless - God provides

When I stumble - God is help

When I feel defeated - God is fighting on

When I am scared - God is courage

When I feel weary - God is rest

When I am hurt - God is healing

When I feel broken - God is comfort

When I feel I am not enough - God is more than enough

Currently... freaking out that May is half over already!

Wait.  It's May what, already?  But, it was just May 1st the other day!  Right?
Of course, I am a very poor judge of time.  I'm still pretty sure Christmas was just a few weeks ago.  So, take that for what it's worth...

Currently...

Reading:  Wild by Cheryl Strayed.  I am less than a quarter of the way through, and it's already made me cry.  Despite that, I am enjoying it.  Much more than I thought I would.

Eating:  Breakfast.  I got back into a bad habit of skipping breakfast.  Which meant by 10 am I would be starving, resulting in poor choices at that point.  Now I am back on the breakfast train.  Usually a 1/2 cup of Greek yogurt, a teaspoon of chia seeds, some mix of berries and a sprinkling of walnuts.  Although I may switch the yogurt for oatmeal or some scrambled egg; as I am considering limiting dairy again.

Working on:  Staying focused.  You may remember that my intention for May is focus.  I had been getting distracted from my goals recently and need to narrow back in and get some things accomplished.

Enjoying:  Music.  Between guitar recitals, orchestra concerts, the radio, my iTunes, and Pandora - I have been soaking up the music recently.

Anticipating:  Fresh, homegrown veggies!  The Man of the House put a bunch of plants in the ground this weekend.  Which means garden season has officially started.  Now, I just have to be patient and wait for those goodies to grow and start producing.

Thinking:  About what it really means to be a Christian.  Love and grace vs judgment.  Trusting God's plan.  The Holy Spirit.  Soooo much thoughts.  Too many to share in this one little blurb.

Feeling:  Loved. 💗

What are your "currentlys" ?

Been There, Done That

Friends, Jesus isn't just sitting up in Heaven on His throne looking down at us (literally or figuratively).

He knows.  He gets it.  He's been there.  Or here, as the case may be...

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He was one of us.  He has worn the restraints of being human.  He fully understands and sympathizes with every weakness we battle.  Every temptation we face.  Every time we fall.

He understands.

And He WANTS TO HELP.  He wants to pour mercy and grace over us because He loves us.  All we have to do is open our hearts and ask for His strength.  His wisdom.  His love.  His mercy.

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Empty

It was Ash Wednesday.  The beginning of the Lenten season.

And so I fast for the day. 

Not so I can consider myself righteous.  Or appear pious.  Or to be deserving.

It's not about me at all.

It's a denying of self.  An emptying of self.

To make room for Him and His holy Spirit to come in.  To fill every part of me.  

My body, heart, and mind.  My life.

Letting go of fear.  Trusting God to sustain me and provide for me.

And always faithful - He shows up and makes His presence known.

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Learning To Walk

Being a Christian is a process.  It’s not a destination we suddenly come to.  It’s a journey.  Maybe that’s why it’s often referred to as a “walk with the Lord”.   We have to keep our eyes on  Jesus so he can guide us as we learn and grow.

Just like a child learning to walk - sometimes we stumble.  Sometimes we take our eyes off the path we have been set upon and try to go our own way; causing us to trip.  Sometimes we may even fall flat on our face. 

It hurts.  As we lie in the muck, feeling bruised and broken, wondering where we went wrong.

Fortunately, we are not alone.  God is there.  If we cry out to Him, He will gently pick us up, and set us back on the way He has set before us.  If we let Him, He can take the struggles, the scrapes, the bruises - and use them for something good.