The Fog
We get some pretty good fog here in North Texas. Growing up in Southern California, fog was a normal occurance. The dense air would usher in off the coast making it difficult to see. When I moved to the middle of the country, I didn’t …
Finding Faith in the Mess
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow …
Winter break just ended in our household. We’ve been at it for two weeks. I always look forward to this time of year. I enjoy the slow speed of winter when sports come to a pause and school can be set aside for a minute. I also don’t have to pack lunches every day, which is a bonus. As much as I long for and crave the opportunity to rest after the craze of Christmas, I struggle to stop. Rest is not easy for me.
Typically, I look at these breaks and try to find ways to fill our days. I have three VERY active boys that need motion. They are like puppies. They need their daily walk or we all go a little crazy. I also have a tendency to feel guilty when I stop moving. For some reason I have convinced myself that busyness equals purpose even though I know that is not the case. Our culture tends to run this way: they busier you are, the more successful you must be. If you are busy, you must be a good mom. If you are busy, you must be a hard worker. If you are busy, you must be entrusted with a lot of responsibility. And on and on and on.
I am learning, however, that busy does not equal value. I am also learning that value can be found in rest. We all know that God rested on the seventh day. If God saw fit to rest, than it must hold some importance. Rest does not always mean a good nap or doing nothing, though. Rest also refers to reset.
“Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.” Isaiah 55:6 (ESV)
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.” 2 Corinthians 5:17 (NKJV)
Reset is a necessity. When God wants to do a new thing in and through us, we need a reset. We are like our routers. Sometimes our souls need a reboot in order to function more efficiently in order to tackle the next project.
Resetting can feel like we are not working; we are being lazy. When, in reality, resetting is a whole lot of work. Resetting ourselves means we must surrender the old to make way for the new. Resetting entails trust: trusting God’s next move for us even when we can’t see the pieces and where they lay. Resetting means we stop what we are doing and be still in order to hear from God. Resetting means we move away from the norms of this world and culture, retreat if you will, and stop long enough to feel the promptings of the next season.
Resetting, while a form of rest, is no rest at all.
During my workouts, we often do what is called “active rest”. Active rest means that while we are trying to bring our heart rate down, we are still moving. When I am at my boxing class, our active rest means we are doing burpees, jumping jacks, or high knees for our active rest when we are off the bag. While this is a nice break from the intensity of boxing, it is still hard and challenging. Reset is similar. It is an active rest. Resetting requires action from us.
We all need to reset from time-to-time. We need to allow space for God to do a new thing in us as Isaiah talks about. We need to make room for God to peal away the old to make room for the new like Paul talks about to the church in Corinth. And this means we must stop for a hot minute and make way for rest.
Reset is a necessity for the health of our souls and the sake of our futures.
Let God restore and reset you through rest. Make room for reset. Your soul longs for it.
Love & Blessings,
Meg
I didn’t want to tell this story. It seems a little cliche to write about how God showed up in a traumatic event. It’s like when a message is given at church and then we sing that perfect tear-jerker song after that message. It just …
I started the word trend. Have you? You know the one where we no longer make New Year’s resolutions but instead select a word or phrase for the year. I am a wordy girl. I LOVE words. I have them all over my house and tend to use too many in a day. I am not one to grasp onto the current trend. I tend to push back for a bit until finally getting on the train. I started the word of the year thing a couple years ago and it stuck. So, this is my ode-to-my-word-of-the-year post.
I really didn’t think I would have a word this year. Nothing was coming to me. I felt like the kid who squeezed her eyes as tight as she could hoping and wishing she would open her eyes and see the one thing she desperately wanted. I’d close my eyes real tight, think real hard, but nothing. Nada. Zip.
And then one day, there it was: EXPECTANT. At first, I didn’t think this was my word. It was too cliche with all that I was doing. I tried to think of another word. I didn’t really like this one. I tend to fall on the self-deprecating (I like to call it humility) side of things and this felt pompous. Who am I to expect anything? But, to my dismay, the word stuck.
So, here I sit at the beginning of 2018 expectant. The Lord has great plans for me and it is time I start believing this truth going after those plans expectant that he will show up. That doesn’t mean I won’t experience valleys. What it does me is that he is in those valleys (& in the mountaintop moments) and he deems them for good.
God tells us over and over again that he has great things for us. His Word is full of promises. If I claim to believe in him, I must also believe what he says. And he says he will do exceedingly and abundantly beyond anything we could imagine (Ephesians 3:20). It’s time I start living out my belief.
Psalm 25 says, “Show me your ways, O Lord, teach me your paths; guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God my Savior and my hope is in you all day long.”
Teach me YOUR ways.
You are my hope.
I wait expectant.
“Whatever He’s been speaking to you to do, I’d say go for it. Let this be the year.” Joanna Gaines
Love & Blessings,
Meg