Thank you for all that helpful insight on blogging from Friday's post. I laughed with those of you who admitted to being nosey. Aren't we all? Thank you for taking time to let me know why you blog, why you read blogs and where you are from.
Y'all we hit almost all 5o states and many countries. How fun that our blogging community is from so many different places.
I also promised in Friday's post that I would give you a little update on the reason I've been asking you to pray for me and one of my daughters lately. To sum it up in one simple to understand sentence, middle school can be stinkin' hard.
I hated middle school. It was one of the worst times of my life. I constantly felt my life was like one of those snow globes. As soon as things would settle and seem normal, something would come along, turn life upside down, and pieces of my scattered world were suddenly tumbling all around me.
Interestingly enough, my daughter who is in middle school right now, collects snow globes. Oh the ironies of life. And her life has taken some upside down turns lately. Friendships, academics, emotions- they all seemed to be in constant upheaval.
I know a lot of this is normal for middle school. I've lived through the angst of these years with my two sons and my oldest daughter. But with this particular child, I was sensing a change was going to be needed.
For over 3 years, she has been attending a small Christian school that I love. The classes are small. The students get lots of attention and hands on learning. And they start everyday with a beautiful devotion time. This seemed to me, to be the very best environment for her to be in.
But this year, things just started falling apart. Doors started closing. And as much as I wanted to force the doors to stay open and to make things work for her in this small schooling environment, I knew I had to back off. I love to fix things... a.k.a. control things to make them easier to deal with.
Then the Lord started challenging me to turn all my fix-it energy to prayer and embrace what He was doing. I won't lie, it was very hard.
Things unfolded that I didn't want. Tears were shed over things I could have fixed but knew the Lord was challenging me not to. And then one day, my precious, full-of -life girl, refused to get out of bed and go back to school.
So, I embraced another option. The option the Lord had been impressing on my heart that I'd been so resistant to even considering. I took her by the hand and walked into the halls of our local public middle school containing over 1400 kids.
I got her enrolled and watched the tears roll down her cheeks as it was time for me to leave her in her first class.
I pressed a card full of handwritten Bible verses into her back pack that I had also doused with my perfume that morning. I reminded her that every time she smelled it, to remember the many, many prayers I'd be praying for her all throughout the day. I gave one last hug and walked away.
Everything in me wanted to run back and whisk her away. I think just about everything in her wanted me to do some whisking as well. But I knew the Lord was challenging both of us to embrace this. To trust Him. To lean not on our own understanding but to press in to His.
And you know what? She survived.
She got into her big brother's car that afternoon where I was waiting on his cell phone. Breathlessly she exclaimed, "It was great. I made two new friends but I don't remember their names. I didn't like my first or last class but I can deal with those. I loved everything else."
Now, I'm no fool. I know there will be hard days to come. But our plan is to keep embracing what God has for her today. To trust Him with today. And then tomorrow. And then the next day.
What are you having to trust God with right now?
Remember...
One day at a time. We can't let fears or worries over tomorrow steal our joy for today.
One prayer at a time. We can't forget the source for all wisdom, perspective and peace is but a prayer away.
One step of faith at a time. If I'm going to call myself a woman of faith, I'm going to have to be willing to live a life that actually requires a little bit of faith.
Off to write some more verses and spray some more perfume...
Happy Monday.
Y'all we hit almost all 5o states and many countries. How fun that our blogging community is from so many different places.
I also promised in Friday's post that I would give you a little update on the reason I've been asking you to pray for me and one of my daughters lately. To sum it up in one simple to understand sentence, middle school can be stinkin' hard.
I hated middle school. It was one of the worst times of my life. I constantly felt my life was like one of those snow globes. As soon as things would settle and seem normal, something would come along, turn life upside down, and pieces of my scattered world were suddenly tumbling all around me.
Interestingly enough, my daughter who is in middle school right now, collects snow globes. Oh the ironies of life. And her life has taken some upside down turns lately. Friendships, academics, emotions- they all seemed to be in constant upheaval.
I know a lot of this is normal for middle school. I've lived through the angst of these years with my two sons and my oldest daughter. But with this particular child, I was sensing a change was going to be needed.
For over 3 years, she has been attending a small Christian school that I love. The classes are small. The students get lots of attention and hands on learning. And they start everyday with a beautiful devotion time. This seemed to me, to be the very best environment for her to be in.
But this year, things just started falling apart. Doors started closing. And as much as I wanted to force the doors to stay open and to make things work for her in this small schooling environment, I knew I had to back off. I love to fix things... a.k.a. control things to make them easier to deal with.
Then the Lord started challenging me to turn all my fix-it energy to prayer and embrace what He was doing. I won't lie, it was very hard.
Things unfolded that I didn't want. Tears were shed over things I could have fixed but knew the Lord was challenging me not to. And then one day, my precious, full-of -life girl, refused to get out of bed and go back to school.
So, I embraced another option. The option the Lord had been impressing on my heart that I'd been so resistant to even considering. I took her by the hand and walked into the halls of our local public middle school containing over 1400 kids.
I got her enrolled and watched the tears roll down her cheeks as it was time for me to leave her in her first class.
I pressed a card full of handwritten Bible verses into her back pack that I had also doused with my perfume that morning. I reminded her that every time she smelled it, to remember the many, many prayers I'd be praying for her all throughout the day. I gave one last hug and walked away.
Everything in me wanted to run back and whisk her away. I think just about everything in her wanted me to do some whisking as well. But I knew the Lord was challenging both of us to embrace this. To trust Him. To lean not on our own understanding but to press in to His.
And you know what? She survived.
She got into her big brother's car that afternoon where I was waiting on his cell phone. Breathlessly she exclaimed, "It was great. I made two new friends but I don't remember their names. I didn't like my first or last class but I can deal with those. I loved everything else."
Now, I'm no fool. I know there will be hard days to come. But our plan is to keep embracing what God has for her today. To trust Him with today. And then tomorrow. And then the next day.
What are you having to trust God with right now?
Remember...
One day at a time. We can't let fears or worries over tomorrow steal our joy for today.
One prayer at a time. We can't forget the source for all wisdom, perspective and peace is but a prayer away.
One step of faith at a time. If I'm going to call myself a woman of faith, I'm going to have to be willing to live a life that actually requires a little bit of faith.
Off to write some more verses and spray some more perfume...
Happy Monday.
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