Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Today is a new day. One filled with possibilites.

You see that is what I have to tell myself.

I have been struggling lately. Hard.

I have bought ring-side tickets to the hottest show going right now.

Satan has been selling his lies to me, and I have bought them.

Every one.

You know the ones, I am sure that they are familiar to most of us.

"You are not a good wife, mother or friend.
Your house is filthy and you could be doing better on your school work.
Look at your "temple" is this a place where God truly resides?
You should just give up."

Feelings of being so overwhelmed with it all have consumed me for months. I think that I have done a pretty good job of hiding behind the smiles, but knowing that it is a lie just makes me feel worse.

Then, just like He ALWAYS does, my God reminds me that I am His.

I am His creation.

Not perfect, just forgiven.

Within my flaws is where I find His strength. Strength for days when even my fat clothes don't fit, and when my children don't listen to a word I have said. Strength when I don't think I can muster up enough gumption to do my homework or be the wife that I am called to be.

Philippians 3:12-14 says: "Not that I have already attained or am already perfected; but I press on, that I may lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus has also laid hold of me. Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead. I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus."

Oh yeah, that'll preach! We are to strive DAILY to reach the goal. I think of this verse like a runner: they may be able to run, but they are constantly after a better time or speed. They are constantly looking forward to the next time that they run so that they may get to the ultimate goal. They know that they are really only competing against themselves. It is never about another runner, just trying to do better than their last run. They don't look behind, because the journey has to be your own.

I realize that life is one big run. Although I am not a "runner", I know that this constant track that I am on can get scary. It can be overwhelming. It can paralyze us with fear.

I know that I am called to be different, but when I act like the world and carry the same fears and worries of the world, is that being different? I need to be reminded that God doesn't ask us to have mountains of faith to move the world...........He asks us to have the faith of the grain of a mustard seed.


That's it?

Simple and uncomplicated.

Gotta love it.

So while I am praying to rid myself of these ring-side tickets, I will pray that God will move mountains in your life.

Have an incredibly blessed day and remember that God loves you.

Even when your fat clothes don't fit!