Tag: change

No Longer A Fit

When I put my shoes on to run to Cub Foods, God told me to donate my coat at a nearby Goodwill on my way home. Ok. No problem. I had lost a little weight so it was big on me anyway. I pulled into the Goodwill donation bay, took off my coat, checked the pockets for any future winning lottery tickets, and handed it to the donation clerk. She gave me a puzzled look, probably because it was the middle of winter, and then tossed it in a bin.

On the drive home, God continued to speak to me about how we hang onto things that no longer fit us. Things that are no longer good for us. Or beneficial. Why? Because it feels familiar. Comfortable. Predictable. Hard to turn the page and get to that next chapter when we have a permanent and immovable bookmark.

What causes us to hang on to old crap? Fear of the unknown. Fear that things could get worse. Or worse yet……they could get better and we wouldn’t know how to handle ourselves. Or anyone else. Think about it peeps! What old coat are you unwilling to part with even though it no longer fits you and where you want to go? Or need to go? Or will be bored to death if you don’t go? I don’t want to be on my deathbed sorry that I played it safe. I just want to be smiling because I DARED to play! Dared to draw outside of the lines! Left the fenced-in area!

Make a decision to make one commitment to yourself this year to move forward. Don’t know what that is? Ask the big Guy. He knows. We have an ever-forward-moving God! He is never stagnant. Me? I am asking for His wisdom this year. His wisdom in ALL THINGS. I am ready to move forward. Even if I am screaming and freaked out on the way!

Join me?

Terrible Twos

Ever feel like you’re going thru the terrible twos again? Toddler tantrum deja vu? Not talking about your kids acting up. I’m talking about you, boo.

Lately, I feel like I am folding my arms, clenching my teeth, and I don’t care if I sit at the table all night. I will not eat your Brussels sprouts, and you can’t make me!

Then I remember I made them myself! I really really want those Brussels Sprouts, but I’d rather drive-thru Culvers. It’s familiar, faster, and a lot less work.

Kids, sometimes you have to stop and realize you aren’t fighting anyone. Sometimes y’all are just rebelling against yourself.

God isn’t growing you up. 🤫The devil isn’t plotting against you because you are God’s anointed 😇. It’s just YOU! You are fighting yourself and making it impossible to succeed. Especially when you want to change or do something new.

It’s hard to go the course when anything new feels strange. You expect the earth to stand still and make it effortless. Ha! There is a reason it’s called your comfort zone!

God has me learning some new stuff, and I feel like I have been kicking and screaming the whole way. Even though I want this and keep moving each foot in the right direction, it feels like wading thigh-high thru mud.

God is leading me down this path for some future reason. I know it and need to press on. Milk, cookies, and a nap? No time for that. I have to put on my big girl pants and press on.

Ever feel like that? Like why am I doing this? It isn’t even really that enjoyable. Or comfortable. It’s complicated and stressful. Then later, you realized you were glad you muddled thru. You’re not so dumb after all. And it not only challenged you but stretched you as well. Like Gumby 🙂 Ok. Well, maybe like Pokey.

Ask God to help move you along His path. With peace. With joy. With excitement. Even if it initially smells and tastes like Brussels sprouts.

Besides, eventually, you’ll figure out that God and bacon make everything better.

Press on, Peeps!