With short legs, a ton of energy, and an impatient streak, I practically jog everywhere I go. If I walk with a slower friend, I sometimes find myself several steps ahead, still talking, but not actually engaged in the trip.
Most of us sadly are victims of a fast-paced lifestyle. Perhaps you have chosen that lifestyle or maybe you just acquired it through marriage, or whatever your circumstance may be. So, what happens when our get up and go lifestyle just can’t get up and go anymore? What happens to our mind, bodies, and spirit when we are not pedal to the metal all day, every day?
I haven’t always been the best person. I haven’t always walked in faith. I haven’t always known grace.
Someone once asked me, “If God were looking at you right now, what do you think He would say?” In that moment, I instantly thought about all of the sins I’ve committed, all of the people I’ve hurt, all of those moments where I couldn’t believe I just did/said that. You know, everything I had done wrong.
Don’t you just hate when you lose something? Whether it’s your keys, an article of clothing, or a purse or wallet, it can become an all-day mission to find something you know you have misplaced.
It has always fascinated me how our sense of smell can evoke the most fantastic imagery and can allow our minds to transport us in that moment to places remote in our memory. Such was the case with me just a few Saturdays ago while perusing the aisles of the local home improvement store. The moment became an opportunity for God to speak to me, and enrich my soul.
We all enjoy talking about the joys of our lives. Whether that is welcoming a new child into our family or celebrating a big breakthrough. You are full of excitement, joy, and anxious to spread the good news. But, why do we hesitate to spread the news of our troubles and disappointments? Fear of rejection? Fear of displaying our weakness?
Often, I find that I am one of the most impatient women I know. I tend to be high energy and want things done right now and in a minute is too late. “Do not put off till tomorrow what you can do today.” But who is to say, when “tomorrow” is?
The family “pack mule” is somehow indicative of being a mother. The children off-load their hats, jackets, sweaters, and toys with a hearty “Here Mom!”, and husbands hand off their keys, sunglasses, and wallets for you to mind. While maybe not officially in our job description, moms everywhere are given the task of carrying things.
Daniel 3:18 “But even if He does not, let it be known to you, O king, that we are not going to serve your gods or worship the golden image that you have set up.”
Didn’t get that promotion you wanted? Did not receive the news you wanted to receive at your last doctor’s visit? This passage from Daniel reminds me of so many things and times something “did not” go my way, or the way I thought it should have gone. Although it is not always easy to understand “why not” or “did not.” But one thing is that God is still good.
In 2 Corinthians 10: 5 we are told to take our thoughts captive and to make them obedient to Christ.
One of the definitions that I like about ‘captive’ is to keep our thoughts enslaved. That means Christ is the owner of our minds and all our judgments and every thought is a slave to Him and must pass by what His Word says.