At noon today, I sat in the empty sanctuary of my church. Where for fifteen weeks we gathered to study from first Peter. As we wrapped up today, I felt lifted. Somewhere along the way the Lord had unburdened me of some heavy baggage I had traveling with. Tonight I will set aside time for a prayer of gratefulness and I will never pick up those bags again.
Looking at the time, my thoughts are racing, and I am constantly wishing for more. There are not enough minutes in a day for me to do all that I should and definitely not all that I desire. When will I quit is the question, not when will I be finished. As I write this there are at least five other tasks half finished in front of me. I am chasing the clock. Round in circles I go.
The words to my husband’s song echo in my mind.
Feeling kind of low.
Grey and old thinking about it.
It’s obvious I’ll never know everything I ought to know.
My dizzy head.
Twirls and bends.
And just when I believe that I might figure it out.
It goes and just keeps on spinning.
#100daysofsummer
#circlethethinks #thethinks
It is hard to say when in my youth I decided that my ideas and plans were better than God’s. Somewhere along the way my brokenness, my families brokenness, and the brokenness all around me just seemed too much for God to bear. It was easier to push it aside. Years went by and I did what I wanted. But slowly I realized that it was me that could not bear the weight. That only Jesus could do that.
I can look back now at the narrow path that wound me back to church. A friend, a coworker, a song, a book. All pointing. All moving me along. I was ready to walk through those doors but lacked the courage. I am so grateful for the challenges, joys, and community that happen when I pass through these doors.
14 “Therefore, behold, I will allure her,
and bring her into the wilderness,
and speak tenderly to her.
15 And there I will give her her vineyards
and make the Valley of Achor a door of hope.
And there she shall answer as in the days of her youth,
as at the time when she came out of the land of Egypt.
#redthethinks #100daysofsummer
My beautiful artist friend, Han Stoney, started a little something called the 100 days of Summer a couple of years ago. Each day has a theme and from that theme you post a photo from that day. So here I am on the first day with my first photo. First morning cup on the patio.
This beginning is bittersweet. Last summer’s 100 days were overshadowed an incomplete due to joy, morning sickness, and loss. I am determined for many reasons to stick to and complete these 100 days. They mark for me and my family a new path. This new adventure that we have begun doesn’t look like what we had imagined, but we are trusting God. We will put Him first.
#100daysofsummer
#thethinks
#first
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