Tomorrow is the last day of January. One month down, eleven to go. How are you coming on your goals? You may be shifting uncomfortably in your seat, but there's no need! I'm here to encourage you to pick up the pieces and keep going! If you're on track, bravo! If you're way behind, it's time to lace up those shoes, dust off that bible, break out those knee pads and get crackin!
Our high-powered culture tells us that if we apply ourselves and work hard, we can have the American Dream---2 (or more) new cars, a fancy-schmancy house in a good neighborhood, highly talented children, a fat 401(k) and all the latest and greatest toys. If you fall short of this dream, the unspoken assumption is that you are unmotivated and lazy. You should have more, you deserve more, you need more. But is that contentment?
Marla stood in the doorway, her arms wrapped around herself like a shield, gazing bitterly all the shiny happy people in the building. To her left stood an attractive young blonde in a stunning red dress. Her highlighted hair was neatly curled in the latest style. She looked as though she had just stepped out of the cover of Vogue. Nice dress. She thought. Katy always has nice, new clothes. I'm always rotating the same three or four outfits. Her eyes wandered over to Mike and Jamie, a lovely young married couple surrounded by ladies with their eyes alight, all focused on a little bundle of pink. The ladies were waiting for a chance to hold the pink bundle that was, at the moment, nestled quietly in Jamie's arms. Ah, yes. Whispered the bitter voice in her head, They just had a baby. A healthy baby. No infertility issues there. Perfect husband. Perfect house. Gets to stay at home with her baby and be free from money worries. Finally, her gaze fell upon a smartly dressed woman, her brown hair streaked with gray, but not in an unattractive way. Her brown eyes held a warm serenity and some other indefinable quality. She had squeezed Marla affectionately and gazed with compassion at her, as though she could sense the turmoil roiling within. Marla let out a sigh. Then there's Lena. Always so calm, sweet and peaceful. She never struggles with her faith. She always makes great comments in class. Everyone respects her. Elder's wife. Perfect life. The young woman's eyes darted quickly to the ceiling to hold back the tears threatening to betray her torrential emotions. Everyone had it so easy! Why couldn't she get a break?!
There seems to be a trend to dismiss memorization as a worthless practice. It is not. When it comes to memorizing scripture, there are several reasons (at least 5) why you should rethink the choice to avoid it.
We've been waiting for doors to open, putting out resumes and preparing for some lean times. We've been busy during our wait and praying hard for direction and strength. Around Christmas, we got a phone call---a potential job opportunity in Texas. Houses, food, gas (pretty much everything) is cheaper in Texas. We could do more than just "get by" over there. My immediate reaction was resistance and---though I am ashamed to admit it---fear...
Today, I am posting at the Isaiah 53:5 project. A big thank you to the blog's owner, James, for giving me and many other bloggers the opportunity to contribute on his blog.
Jesus prayed regularly and for hours at a time. God's own son spent hours in prayer. Do you think there is a reason that such a thing is recorded for us? It tells me that making time for prayer is vital. How do we get in the habit of praying daily like Jesus?
Today is the day we start taking our goals from ideation to reality. Are you ready to start the journey?