These past two days have been difficult and jam packed in more ways than one. I can feel the stress of it behind my eyes, down my back and just in how tired I am right now...
But as I sit here, ear buds tucked in, music up loud I am finding that not even my favourite play lists are touching my exhaustion and my need for relief. David Choi is singing about "a missing piece inside of me" and I kind of feel like that mirrors my heart right now.
Except... In reality I'm not missing any pieces, I've got them all and I know it. I know who is waiting for me with open arms just ready to catch me when I finally decide to stop doing it all myself and let him in.
The other day during a moment in my car when I finally got so tired that I stopped trying to control everything and just sat back and talked to God about it he made one thing very clear to me.
I have been blessed.
I have been given great talents, strength and perseverence. I can endure a lot and just keep on going through it all. I am determined. I know how to fight and work hard. I get by on my own pretty well and when I have to I can accomplish what I set out to do on my own. That is not a bad thing, it's actually a really good thing because it means I have been called to greater things than I am able to accomplish on my own.
Ephesians 3:20-21 says this...
20 Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, 21 to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
Immeasurably more than all I could ever ask for or imagine... My God is strong enough, capable enough and absolutely willing, even desiring, to be my strength when I exceed the bounds of what I am capable of doing. The greater my strength the more I should be doing to exceed my strength in order to rest in his. What does that mean for me? Right off the bat I would say it means:
DREAM BIGGER!
Dream impossible dreams. Try things that I don't feel capable of doing. Jump in and get over my head. Taunt the giants and look for a few wayward mountains to cast into the sea. Take a few risks and don't sell myself or my God short.
Music... it's beautiful, it lifts my spirits and I love it when Jack Johnson's voice breaks out tempting me to make banana pancakes and stay in bed like it's the weekend but I can't stay in bed all the time or I would completely miss out on my life. Sometimes the very thing that I need is to remember who God is and who he says that I am. And, in that process, forget all of the nagging voices dragging me down or defining me in ways that influence me to dwell on my flaws and fears.
Often when I'm stressed out I just need to remember where to turn to find strength and let the words that he speaks over me sink in nice and deep. Usually that means I have to get quiet and close enough to hear him whisper words of encouragement like this one:
Music... it's beautiful, it lifts my spirits and I love it when Jack Johnson's voice breaks out tempting me to make banana pancakes and stay in bed like it's the weekend but I can't stay in bed all the time or I would completely miss out on my life. Sometimes the very thing that I need is to remember who God is and who he says that I am. And, in that process, forget all of the nagging voices dragging me down or defining me in ways that influence me to dwell on my flaws and fears.
Often when I'm stressed out I just need to remember where to turn to find strength and let the words that he speaks over me sink in nice and deep. Usually that means I have to get quiet and close enough to hear him whisper words of encouragement like this one:
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