Waiting for Perfection

Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord! Psalm 27:14

Stuck in the mud because you are waiting for something without flaws?

Asking God for His plan, but waiting until every single duck is in a row?

Hate to burst your bubble – but you’ll be waiting for years.

Forever.

We live in a broken world and nothing is perfect.

No plan, no situation, no person.

We pray and pray for God to reveal His plan to us.

To take our heart’s desires and bring us His blessings.

We expect God to go over our list and produce perfection.

And we wait until He has dotted everyi and crossed every “t.

On our list.

When God answers you, He may not provide you with a perfect dish.

His answer might not look exactly like you pictured.

Change your picture. Ask God to fill you with His plan.

Ask Him to fill you with the desires of His heart for you.

Change that pronoun from “my picture” to “His picture”.

The job or plan He has for you may involve something not exactly ideal.

But you just know it’s for you when God lays it on your heart. In His timing.

Sometimes we end up waiting longer than God intends simply because the answer is not perfect.

His answer does not match our list exactly. Ouch.

We assume if it’s God’s will, everything will be in perfect order.

The heavens will open up and Glory Hallelujah will be ringing in our ears.

Don’t wait for perfection.

Pray and trust God will show you His way.

And when He delivers, make sure you’re home.

Or you’ll miss it and wonder why He never came.

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Choose to Move On

Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us. Psalm 62:8

Disappointment is real, isn’t it?

Life isn’t always a bed of roses.

Heck, roses have thorns, but they sure smell wonderful, so it is a mixed bag at best.

Life, that is.

Here’s the bottom line:  since we are guaranteed to be faced with multiple disappointments on a daily basis, how should we react?

Have a plan.  They are going to happen.

Often.

Regularly.

So – have a plan.  That’s half the battle.

Is it ok to be disappointed?

Sure. Absolutely.

It’s a real emotion. But don’t dwell on it.

What?

But that’s fun. It’s fun to feel sorry for myself.

I hear you, but don’t do it.

Feel disappointment, but then let it go.

Give it to God. Talk to Him.

Return to that daily constant conversation and tell Him your trouble.

Ask Him to take it and purpose your thoughts to return to the next task at hand.

When the disappointment sneaks back into your brain, throw it out and think about something great.

Go back to that list of details/blessings you created.

Remind yourself of how great your life really is.

The danger with disappointment is dwelling on it.

When your mind is consumed with it, your emotions fall to the pit and you become a mess.

Everything else in life is suddenly colored in a negative light.

Your entire life is now in the toilet.

Once you fall into the pit of despair, it’s hard to climb out.

It’s the difference of hours vs. moments.

Hours of crying and feeling awful vs. a mere moment of disappointment and moving on.

It’s ok to be disappointed.

It will happen.  So, have a plan.

Purpose to change your thoughts to God.

Talk to Him about it and ask Him to help you.

Move on.

He has your back, so take your peace.

Whether it’s a broken dish, a child’s bad attitude, or a failed marriage, God has it covered.

He holds your future, so live in peace.

The price of despair isn’t worth the moments of self pity.

Trust me.  I know.

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Disappointment

For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence, for my hope is from Him. Psalm 62:5

Why is it that little things can send us crashing to the floor in utter despair?

If we are so dependent on God, little issues shouldn’t even phase us.

Frankly, we shouldn’t notice them.

But we do.

Life is absolutely full of disappointments and we must take each one with a grain of salt.

 Expectations are a double edged sword.

On the one hand, we are full of happy anticipation.  Yet at the same time, we can crumble in an absolute instant when what we thought would happen never even materializes.

How can we be happy one minute and sad the next?

How is it that our emotions are that ridiculously unstable?

Relying on human strength.  Forgetting that God is in control and the author of all things.

How can we possibly forget that?

It’s unfortunately too easy.

Following Jesus, surrendering to His perfect will is a constant process.

Dying to ourselves is constant.  Never ending.

Here’s the good news: if we remember God is in control and He has our back, then we can take disappointments in stride.

What does it matter if things don’t go our way?

What is our way? Is it God’s way?

God is not at all surprised by life. He’s seen it all and knows the beginning from the end.

Relax and take each disappointment in stride.  Recognize life will be full of times that don’t go our way.

Pray about your day before your feet hit the floor.

Remember how much God loves you and wants to help your every move.

Next time you begin to swallow disappointment….the next time your eyes are tempted to well up with tears, beg God to intervene and replace your fear with hope.

That’s what disappointment really is at the core – fear.  We fear (fill in the blank) will never improve or will always rear it’s ugly head.

Notice the words never and always.  Kinda inflammatory, isn’t it?

But that’s how we think.

Look at things from the prism of everlasting life.

From the balcony of heaven, will it matter?

No, it won’t.

All disappointment is significant to us.

But truly, in the grander scheme of life, does it matter?

The next time you are faced with a moment of disappointment, turn it into a smile of expectation.

God is saying no to something so He can say yes later.

And if He has our back, if He wants the very best for us, and if He has a plan, then why not dare to smile.

Later is ok.  Later is best.

According to God, it is.

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Constant Conversation

And my tongue will talk of your righteous help all the day long. Psalm 71:24

God wants all of you.

He wants desperately to be your all in all.

How do you begin to know His heart?  Or know what He wants from you?

Constant conversation. A never ending conversation with God.

You’re kidding, right?

God wants to know about the missing socks, the broken garage door, or the mouse trap?

Yep.

He knows you inside and out and wants you to know Him the same way.

We have the most incredible opportunity in the world to seek God’s face.

We can become His companion.

His actual companion!

My conversations with God are never ending.

Inside my heart, I chat with Him about everything.

In the mornings, I thank Him for hot showers and delicious coffee (priorities!).

I thank Him for blessing me: all the people I love, job, church, and the plethora of material possessions just to scratch the surface.

I thank Him for looking out for me and giving me my heart’s desire.

I ask Him to plan my day and be with me each moment.

I ask Him to intervene in different situations, to lead me down the path He has for me, and give me an abundance of love to share with others.

During the day, I pop in with different things: a thank you for that unexpected surprise on my desk or help when I begin waving that white flag yet again.

Sometimes it’s just a plea for wisdom when those mini moments erupt with 4 children!

The only way I can explain it is constant conversation.  A never ending chat with my best friend.

He knows my every thought. He is as close as the wind on my face.

His hugs and tender peace wrap me up every day.

Try it.

Constant conversation with God.

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Again and Again

And again, I will put my trust in Him. Hebrews 2:13

Submitting to God and giving Him every drop of worry will happen again and again.

Over and over.

What?  Why?

Because we’re human and we forget, am I right?

Our minds are trained to worry when our future is unclear.

When life is as clear as mud, we worry.

When we don’t know what is going to happen, we automatically turn to worry.

 Almost every time.

I personally like to plan to the nth degree.  Yep.  I’m a details girl.

Plan the summer vacation in early winter, shop ahead for Christmas and birthday gifts, and meals.

Yes, I once was one of THOSE women who grocery shopped/cooked for an entire month all at once.  Even fruit?  Well no, and I never went as far as freezing milk either, but that’s another blog post entirely.

The point is this: far into the future, I like to know what I will be doing.

I like to be ready. Prepared for anything.

And yes, I was a Girl Scout.

I’m not huge on spur of the moment adventures, so the detour my life took was very uncomfortable.

Extremely uncomfortable.

Why? Because it was not on my radar screen.

And so the pattern begins.

Crisis.

Crying out to God, asking Him to take it away, to solve your every problem.

He is faithful and provides strength and peace.

Not necessarily solving the problem, just providing peace in the storm.

Worry creeps back. Fear enslaves you. Back to panic mode.

You remember God and ask Him again to help you.

He does and peace floods your precious soul.

Daily give your worries to God, again and again. It cannot be any other way.

Why?

Because I can guarantee you worry will creep back into your mind through vulnerable moments that uncover your hidden fears.

When that happens, and believe me, it will, purpose to fix your eyes on Jesus.

Thank Him for your incredible blessings which are proof of His faithfulness to you.

Thank Him for your lessons and how far you’ve grown.

When we go through the fires of life, we don’t come out unscathed.

We have scars.  Battle scars.

But those make us more beautiful.  More real.  More personable and relatable to others.

Even those of us with strong faith have days or moments when our hearts break for the smallest disappointment.

Our minds respond with human distress instead of godly wisdom or peace.

That’s ok.

Allow yourself that liberty not to be perfect.

But in those times, you must recognize that ungodly influence which wants to pull you back down into the pit.

Stand strong and whisper the precious name of Jesus.

Ask Him to relieve you of your burdens and worries.

God will reward you with peace. Sweet peace that passes all understanding.

In return, you must not allow your mind to keep returning to that dark prison of worry and fear.

Don’t entertain thoughts of doubt. Thoughts of worry.

You must choose life.

Trust. Again and again.

Ask God to help you plan your year, your day, each minute.

Ask Him what you should do with your time.

Every time a worry pops into your tired brain, pop it back into the arms of Jesus.

He wants it.  Again and again.

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Worth

You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you. Song of Solomon 4:7

If you were the only person on earth, Jesus would have died for you alone.

He loves you that much.

When He created you, He smiled.

He created you exactly as He wanted. And He doesn’t make mistakes.

Don’t like your hair?  Your body isn’t just right?

Well, what actually is ‘just right’ anyway?

What standard are you using?  The ever changing worldly standard of beauty?

Because the world’s measure of beauty is completely unreliable.  It evolves with the changing of the wind.

One minute bangs are in, the next minute everyone is growing them out. Short skirts or long flowing gowns.  Skinny jeans or bell bottoms.  Flipped out hair or long straight locks.

You must be taller.

Really?

Well, there’s not much a person can do about that.

We can color our hair, slightly alter our bodies through diet and exercise, adorn ourselves with any type of cloth, but we can’t do a darn thing about the height God decided we should have.

Sure we can wear heels, and yes, I do love them! But heels are clothes.

There is absolutely nothing we can do on our own to alter our height.  We must accept how tall or short we are.

Are you more worthy of life and love if you are a certain height?

No.

Are you worth more if you are a size 6 vs. size 12?

Absolutely not.

Yes, we must take care of ourselves, but your worth is not measured by the size on your tag or the numbers on a scale.

Don’t believe me?  You should.

Your worth is measured by God and He loves you very much.  He created you and you are perfect in His eyes.

Beautiful.

Stop comparing your hair or body to others.

From the balcony of heaven it won’t matter what your jean size was.

Why waste a moment with our short time on earth obsessed with things that don’t matter in light of eternity?

Society has bought a lie that our outward appearance is everything.

E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.

And we are no different.

We pour our energy into making ourselves look better.

On the outside.

We waste hours and years comparing ourselves to an impossible standard and waste still more years being unhappy with the way we were created.

Completely unhappy.

And why?

We have tricked ourselves into believing our worth is measured in numbers.

Height.  Weight.  Dress size.  Shoe size.

No more.

Take back those years.

Purpose in your mind that you are loved the way God created you and you will no longer allow society to demand you change.

Hold your head high and love yourself the way God loves you.

The way God made you.

After all, God doesn’t make mistakes – His first mistake was not you.

Every time a thought pops into your brain of unworthiness or every time a feeling washes over you causing you to think you are not good enough, thank God for your healthy brain, arms that work, legs that walk.

Thank Him for your painted toenails, soft hair, and eyes that see.

Your curly eyelashes, soft skin, and precious hands.

Focus on how God sees you.

Perfect.  Loved.  Daughter of the King.

A precious jewel who was worth dying for.

Jesus took care of your eternal life.

Live like that matters.

And smile.

Because you are beautiful.

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Gut Level Trust

Yea, though I walk through the shadow of death, I will fear no evil…..thy rod and staff they comfort me.  Psalm 23:4

These words from Psalm 23 depict the very gut level trust God has for us.

When we are completely in the dark…..when we cannot see nor bear to see what is in front of us, God takes our hand and guides us home.

He knows where we are going.

He holds the map, because He created it.

He has our plan, our details all mapped out for us.  

When we cannot see in front of our own hand, we can take His hand and He will guide us.  

While in the dark, would you rather grope around, becoming hysterical because you cannot find your way?  

Would you like to become as a small child throwing a tantrum, demanding your way and throwing a fit until you get it?  

Finally collapse from the intense pressure of needing to know the future and planning for it yourself, making sure to cover every possible detail?

Not me.  No thanks.

I’d rather plead to my God who created the universe to guide me in all things.  I’d rather seek His face and surrender myself to His will and His plans for my future.  

I know my God wants the very best for me.

My joy gives Him pleasure.  My service pleases Him.

He wants to bless me and give me good things – all I have to do is provide gut-wrenching trust.  

I have to KNOW beyond a shadow of a doubt that my God has my back and will guide me in peace to safety.  

Will my life always be in utter darkness?  Will He reveal His plan to me at some point?  Yes.

In life, there are times of light and times of darkness. God is the same through each moment in our lives.  He’s simply standing there, waiting for us to take His hand.

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The darkness is engulfing me.  It has completely taken over my vision and I can no longer see anything.  Where did everything go?  The familiar surroundings have disappeared.  I recognize nothing.  It’s cold and damp.  The ache of loneliness coupled with the loss of vision has brought me to my knees.  I cannot think.  I’m desperate.  I’m lost.  I’m dying.  All I can think of is to speak the name of Jesus.  

He has to be here somewhere.  He’s promised never to leave us.  Jesus.  Jesus.  I need you.  I cannot see.  My life seems to be over and the chaos is overwhelming me.  I can’t breathe.  Jesus…. help.

I feel a gentle touch on my shoulder.  I cannot see who it is, but I feel a peace rippling through my body.  I feel God’s presence in the darkness.  Hope springs up.  Fear leaves.  I still cannot see anything at all, but I feel God’s hand on my shoulder, guiding me to my feet.  I can feel His arm holding mine and my feet fall into step with His.  His gentle presence and strong steady grip release the hold of fear.  I still cannot see anything, but I don’t care.  My God is with me and He will take me where I am safe.  He will surround and protect me.  I am His child.  He cares.  

We walk for months.  Sometimes we stop and take a break, but we keep pressing on in a certain direction.  We have moved away from the cold damp pit.  I don’t know where it went, but it’s far away.  I have God to thank for that. Things are changing in my life,  changes thrust upon me without choice.  It’s similar to the absence of choice leaves have to fall or not from trees in autumn.  But God takes care of those trees.

He lets them rest during the winter months.

That’s what God was doing with me during those dark times.  He let me rest.  Yes, He kept me walking towards His plan, but it was a restful peaceful walk.  He did the guiding, and I did the trusting.  Gut level trusting, because I had no idea where we were going or what we were doing.  I knew I needed to get away from the cold damp pit, but on my own, I could never have found my way out.

 I didn’t have the map.

There’s a dim light now.  I still don’t know where we are going, or what I am to do, but when I trust my God to lead me down the path of righteousness, I don’t care where I am going.  God will lead me where He wants me.  He will provide the job He wants for me.  He will provide the man He wants for me.  He will take care of me and my children along the way and make sure we are all thriving.  

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Trust.

I trust God with all of my heart.

He alone is able to bring us out of the darkness.  He alone will carry us in His arms when our strength is gone.

He will whisper words of peace and love to our broken hearts.  He will dry our tears when our hearts are overflowing with grief.

God is here.

He is waiting for you to trust Him so He can do the very same for you.

All you have to do is lay aside yourself and trust Him.

Gut level trust like you’ve never known before.

The kind of trust that only happens when you are literally in the dark and have nowhere else to turn.  No other options.

But God doesn’t care.

He’s happy to help you whenever you ask.

All you have to do is surrender.  Surrender yourself to Him and let Him do the rest.

Amazing things will happen.  I promise.

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Details of Life

The Lord directs the steps of the godly. He delights in every detail of their lives. Psalm 37:23

God has blessed me in so many ways.

Every time I turn around, He shows up.

 How?

Where?

Details.

He’s in the details of my life.

He’s in the sweet face of the kindergartner who announces to the class, “My teacher has such a pretty face”.

He’s in the email from a new friend encouraging me to seek God’s face for my life.

He’s in the flowers sent from dear high school friends I just ‘happened’ to recently see after way too many years.

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He’s in the job I now have, because He prompted me to get more education and a teaching license knowing I would soon need it.

He’s in my grandfather’s voice on the phone asking how I am and if I’ve been on a hot date lately.

He’s in my son’s voice when he asks me how my day was.

He’s in the math student who declares that I am his favorite part of math class.

God is here.

And He is there with you, too.

He’s here in the small things and big.

When He’s in the smaller details of life, you have to notice them.

Pay attention.

Notice how He has everything all laid out for you.

Everything.

He has a plan and all you have to do is trust Him.

Trust.

Is that hard?  Boy, is it – but it’s all we can do.

Besides, what other option is there if we decide not to trust him?

Worry.

Obsessive detail planning.

Create massive burdens to plan and execute our future.

No thanks.

I’d rather have the God of the universe, the Creator of ALL things plan my future.

He knows the beginning from the end.

He knows all of my options and fits my future together like a fine puzzle.

 I can only imagine the stress of trying to fit my puzzle pieces together on my own.

Besides, I don’t have the finished picture.

And heck, I’d probably lose a piece or two.

Blame it on my sweet dog.

Anyhow, know who has the picture of our puzzle?

God.

Because He designed our puzzle.

And it’s not a puzzle to Him.

Sigh.

Talk about details.

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