Just keep on talking….

So, I was doing some light reading this morning in the book of Jeremiah, and I had the realization of something. Kind of an ‘aha moment.’ God knows more than I do. I know, right? Pretty basic stuff. I’ve always known that. But sometimes when you see it in black and white, the revelation of that gets a little bigger and your faith grows a bit more and you stand back and say, “Aha!”

When it gets worse…

Have you ever been waiting for God to move, waiting for an answer to prayer, standing on a promise, only to have things get worse instead of better? Have you ever gone through something and thought, “Lord, You said Your plans are to prosper me and not to harm me, but I sure don’t see that here. This hurt me. What were you thinking? Where were You?” Yeah, me too. So, what do you do when it gets worse?

Remind yourself to remember…

Back in the day, I didn’t forget anything. I remembered dates and numbers. I didn’t need a calendar or lists to remember things. Of course, that was B.K. Before Kids and busy schedules. These days, I forget things. I forget to thaw meat for dinner. I forget to take the library books back. I forget to pick my kids up from school. Just ask them. They’ll tell you. I’ve forgotten more than once. I work at home and will get into a project and wham! It’s 10 minutes past time. Or twenty. And I get the call…”Mom, are you coming to get us?” Whoops! I forgot. It really is easy to do. Can I get a witness? (Please tell me I’m not the only one who’s ever forgotten her kids.) I need to remind myself to remember…

Jesus never said not to cry!

Emotions are crazy, aren’t they? I’m even more keenly aware of the roller coaster emotions can be with a 12-year-old girl in the house. Drama much? Lord, help me! Sometimes I think it would be easier if we didn’t have emotions. They’re up. They’re down. They’re all over the map in one day. They can be exhausting. But God made us emotional creatures on purpose, so there’s no use fighting them. Or even apologizing for having them. It makes better sense to figure out what to do with them.

Do you daydream?

Did you ever daydream as a kid? I wanted to be an Olympic gymnast (Nadia Comaneci to be exact). Or a princess. When I got into high school, I used to daydream about living at the beach, driving around in my jeep with the top down and my surfboard in the back just living the dream. (Ummm…I don’t surf…but it didn’t have to be realistic, right?) A daydream is a series of pleasant thoughts that distract one’s attention away from the present. And usually – in the natural – it’s more of a wish. Something we wished would happen but isn’t likely to. I still daydream, but I do it a little differently these days.
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