I’m participating
in a Bible Study with some moms from Tyler’s school and it has been challenging us all
to give up certain items each week. We started off with food. I chose to just
buy for the week instead of stocking up. This was a breeze considering nothing
stays in our pantry more than 5 minutes with the amount of kids we have. Then,
we moved on to clothing. This I loved because I enjoy purging and am constantly
looking for things to give away. I try to my best ability to not hold on to
things if they aren't absolutely needed. It also helps to have a husband who
cares nothing about material things. He’d be fine with one shirt and one pair
of jeans, a chair and a lamp—that’s all.
The last experiment, give up
MEDIA. I was excited about this one, but it has been hard. I decided to give up
TV and Facebook because these are the things I do when I feel tired or
unmotivated. You know what I realized? I waste so much time watching mindless
shows and looking at Facebook. Don’t get me wrong, both of those things are
good in moderation. But, I was using them as a numbing tool and to avoid what I
need to do. I have done so many amazing things since I started fasting: tons of
laundry, organizing and reorganizing, reading, devotions and journaling. I have
done puzzles, gone on walks, cooked—it’s amazing! I haven’t cleaned though,
that will come when I am desperate for something to do! I was hoping that this
time would be used as a writing reboot. So, many things go through my mind and I often
don’t get them typed up or written down because of distractions. It’s been good to be free from
these activities and my passion for writing has definitely been reignited.
I haven’t blogged since February, BUT so many things have
happened. The last couple of months have been full of eye openers. For the
most part, my life has been drama free. Yes, this is quite different from the
past where I was either in throws of drama myself or engaged in someone else’s
drama. I noticed that God has pretty much moved out the people in my life that
filled it with drama. Initially, I freaked out, not knowing my purpose. I have
been in crisis or handling other people’s crisis for years. What now?
The cool thing is God has been teaching me is who I am and
how to best use my gifts. One of my gifts is to be like a “triage” for hurting
people. In a crisis, I can encourage and strengthen them. I can problem solve
and direct. Then, I turn them over to long termers—the people who God has
gifted with time and perseverance to hang in for the long journey ahead.
I’ve also learned that the pain of the past is no longer my
story! If you’re one of my followers,
you know that I dread the month of April. The thought of walking through Mer’s
death anniversary is overwhelming. My mind and heart are always twisted in
knots as I prepare for the 14th. This time of the year is always
difficult. As I was approaching Mer’s 6th death anniversary, I was asked to speak
at a women’s event. I struggled so much with my talk, I could not find a focus
and I couldn’t get the right flow. When I presented my story, I felt rusty and
I knew something wasn’t quite right. It wasn’t until afterwards that I realized
my story is no longer just about the pain of the past. My story has been transformed to how God heals and blesses. It is a
journey of redemption and resilience because of God’s grace and mercy. My
eyes were opened that day as a new direction was given to me. This song began to play right after my revelation:
“You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things
Out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us”
You make beautiful things
Out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us”
(Beautiful Things, First Light Worship)
Yes, there has been so much dust over the years clouding my
view of God and myself. I have gone through times of freedom and been through periods of pain and disappointment. But,
through those obstacles, God has been refining me and the blessings have indeed been beautiful.
1 comment:
This post gives me the happiest tears. I smile as I recall writing to you once -years back - this verse: Psalm 126:6, "Those who go out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with them."
Praising Him for the work He continues to do in and through you.
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