February 17
Fulfill Your Purpose
To fulfill your purpose be yourself.
Don’t put your creativity on the shelf.
A story to tell,
When written well,
Will be read by more than oneself.
February 15
Who are you listening to?
There once was a demon, smooth as honey.
Accusing me I was wasting my time and money.
Paralyzed I wept,
I’m so inept.
Jesus laughed, “Don’t listen to that dummy.”
The days all planned out. You have several hours to spend time in the Word, listen to hear God speak and then write up some amazing blog.
Okay let’s get real. IF you have a day off like I did today, due to some cold symptoms, you still want to be as productive as possible. You don’t feel completely at ease knowing you are losing money by not working but satisfied you did the right thing by not spreading germs to your clients. The thought of sleeping a little late is comforting too. And you just know you are going to take advantage of every precious moment.
Really, someone has to text me before 7 a.m.
I reach over and try to see who is. Be sure to turn the brightness down on your cell phone or your eyes get really mad at you. And make sure you know where your glasses are. If it’s my grandson I never get mad. No he’s too loveable. My daughters, well okay. But this was my friend. Surely her message could have waited at least until 8.
Fully awake now.
Well that means I have to check my email, facebook and the link she sent me. Now it wasn’t all downhill. By 9 a.m. I managed to completely check out what my friend had sent me and apply to an event she invited me to. We were both home today not feeling well so that led to a few more texts. I was all caught up on email and fb notifications. I had been to the bathroom twice…too much detail.
Another friend sends a text. Something else to listen to. Oh but it was good, really good. I read the Word along with it, took copious notes, engaged in some serious warfare and felt all fired up. IT’s going to be a great productive victorious day.
Better eat now.
It’s getting late. I need to do the other things as well, write and do another Face Book live. I am in a 30 day Face Book Live Challenge. Today is day 8. I feel like I can really do it! God has been speaking all day. No stopping me now after all the input so far.
Let me check my email and Face Book again. Well I have to answer a few people. Plus my business mentor has given us some more tips on posting. That requires a different type of ad. Only a minute or so should be needed. About 45 minutes later I finally got it out there.
Lunch time now! Late lunch at that. How did that happen?
Today I also thought it would be a good to use a product I bought the day before. I labored over spending the money even though I had a decent coupon for it. Great marketers know how to get you to spend money. I’m working on it, marketing that is, so I can spend more money. If you bought two hair color boxes you got $4 off and with my coupon it would be another $5. That’s almost a free box. Well if you bought 3 you get $8. That seems pretty good because I can give one to my daughter who also colors her hair. She will be grateful. Send her a picture of what I think she likes and yes we are all set to go pay.
Crafty marketers. They know we love bargains. We don’t always read them well. It’s not $8 off, it’s $8 store money. This way you go back and spend more. What does a store do with the customers who bring their stuff back but still get the store bucks? It must still somehow work out in their favor. But my gray hair is saying, “Don’t even try it!”
SO back to making this a purposeful and productive day.
I have no idea how it got to be 3 p.m. before I finally mixed up the hair color. I still made good use of the time while it was processing. I answered a phone call, another email, laundry, and Face Book of course. I jumped in the shower and rinsed my hair out. I knew it! Why did I bother? My gray hair is so hard to cover; even when I spend real money at the hairdresser it is a challenge. I figured I would just be a little more frugal this time since I missed two days of work and generally this is a slower season as weather always plays a factor.
I spent $28 on 3 boxes of hair dye and it was eating at me. I couldn’t get past the feeling that I wasn’t worthy of spending money on myself when there are other bills that need to be paid. But this just rammed it down my throat…the gray hair was still there!!! Are you kidding me? Not only did I spend the money and get no results…I mean I was being really frugal…I had some processor left over from before so I could use this one box of hair color for two applications. I am being a really good steward of my money, right God? So why are you doing this to me. I now have wasted my time and my money.
The smoothness of the enemy’s lies sometimes taste so sweet to us because we have tasted them before and they feel right. They feed our twisted truth and justify our self-inflicted guilt. I was feeling so good about my FB ad and my warfare prayer that surely things were going to progress now. Finally a breakthrough was coming.
Even as I stepped out of the shower it began, this feeling that seemed to come out of nowhere but one I am very familiar with. It is a feeling of an underling fear that something is off. I physically begin to feel weak and fatigued. I immediately think I ate something I should not have. When that isn’t the case, and it wasn’t today, then a little more anxiety shows up. Something bad is about to happen and I caused it. Fortunately today I caught it right away. It was….
Fear of success.
What if today you have a killer Face Book live? What if today your boosted ad brings you a boatload of new people? Fear! You can’t handle it. You can’t do it. Remember you are supposed to rest today.
Sickness has been my comfort zone for a long time. Headaches seem to be the specialty. They rob me of so much wasted time. Just another reinforcement of wasted money and wasted time. I am starting to get paralyzed as I feel the need to go lay down. “When I get up I will be fresh and able to just do it.”
Oh thank You for intervening. Thank You for both my friends “interrupting” my day. Thank You for being with me in the warfare prayer. I am fully convinced because of those things I was intune with You reminding me I purposed this year to do it. The do it of whatever You lay on my heart and not shrink back. When I don’t shrink back then Spirit comes and does what I can’t. It is fearful and intimidating to get on Face Book Live and share a story, an experience, something about your business or something God has said to you. Today was no different accept I was aware of the demonic presence that tried to take me down again. I needed to command those lies of feeling inept with the truth that I can do all things through Christ Jesus. I am worth spending money on. It may look like I wasted time today and perhaps there could have been more productive moments but I celebrate all that has been accomplished for this day. I am not inept. I am a daughter of the Most High God. My savior has paid the price by His precious blood and together we laugh and say, “We aren’t listening to the dummy.”
Open our ears Lord to what the Spirit is saying.
February 10
Sit down! Stop causing a commotion.
There once was a long standing notion,
That became a poisonous potion.
God is too busy for us,
Quit making a fuss.
Sit down and stop causing a commotion.
What an awful thing to say, “God is too busy for us.” Worse is when you believe it. My mom was raised with that believe and passed it onto her children. Makes you feel so unimportant. You walk out your life doing your best not to cause a commotion because what if God suddenly paid attention to you? Would you tremble in fear or be delighted He finally saw you? And after He saw you fussing gave you permission to make a commotion. You would expect to be liberated.
I walked around in a state of numbness for almost half my life. It felt normal to suppress emotions. Mine didn’t really matter anyway and if they did come out they would quickly be dismissed as not important.
The year I started a commotion in my family for sharing a truth that had been held deep in my subconscious and could no longer remain controlled was the year my mom had a heart attack. I shared with her a feeling that had plagued me for many years. I wanted some answers. She listened intently to what I had to say but didn’t say much in return. I could tell by her silence and facial expressions my “feeling” was real.
It happened a few days after we spoke. Commotion had broken out. In the days that followed one of my siblings blamed me for her heart attack. Things spiraled down after that. My mom’s dementia worsened and the rest of the family thought it was all in my head. Those very words spoken over me many times as a child from my mother were again causing me to second guess all my feelings and thoughts. Not the liberation I thought I would have. If I didn’t have some amazing close friends at that time I don’t know if I would have made it through.
My personal commotion had been going on inside me for a long time. When I was younger I could use its force to push through barriers that fed my need for significance. I used it to be the first woman in a traditional man job. That caused a commotion as well. My divorce caused a commotion. I bought a house and that distracted me for awhile. My children were growing up and out of a broken need I would bond with some of their friends. I needed to feel needed. That way I didn’t have to look inside myself. But eventually that became toxic as well.
God was about to show me He was busy getting my attention.
I wasn’t paying attention to my own needs. They didn’t matter, right? I found myself having more and more down days than up days. Headaches, anxiety, angry outbursts, feelings of unworthiness, and the need to stay in control was becoming harder and harder. Commotion was everywhere. Nowhere to run….
So sit. Sit down.
Several years of being in the counseling seat helped me know God is never too busy. I didn’t realize how busy I was. Busy be angry. I was clueless of how it was affecting my children, my job, my self-worth. I heard God say it was time to seek help but still I waited five more years before seeking it out. Healing doesn’t come in one session. Healing from deep rooted pain and abuse requires gentle recovery.
I am not done in my healing process but I don’t run from it either.
It is hard to watch the effects of my pain in the lives of my children. Commotion is all around them, on their children too. I pray they know God is not too busy for them either. I know they will also need to sit at His feet and heal.
Do you have commotion in your life? Is it time to sit and let the counsel of God heal you? If God has spoken let me encourage you not to wait 5 years like me. You are important and God is not too busy. He loves you.