Sometimes you have to go slow to go Fast

If you know me personally then you know how impatient I can be, I always seem to be rushing off to some place or to do something. I have one of those personalities that won’t allow me to just sit still and enjoy a relaxing day at home. Typically whenever my friends call me I’m in the car or headed out the door. I often joke that I have an internal clock that’s always telling me I’m running late. I think because of this God paired me with a man who is never ever in a hurry to go any where or do anything! No matter if he’s running late by a whole day he’s not going to rush. It drives me absolutely crazy!! However, If I’m being honest he rarely forgets anything and he makes fewer mistakes than I do.

I can’t remember where I heard this from but, someone once said, “sometimes you have to go slow to go fast.” The first time I heard that it was like a lightbulb came on in my head. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to slow down so that I didn’t make careless mistakes or forget something. I was rushing around the house the other day, trying to get out the house quickly when it dawned on me, “why am I rushing?” Once I heard that thought ring out in my head I stopped and really asked myself why was I trying to leave in such a hurry?

Well friends, every since that day I have been questioning my own heart and my reasons for rushing all the time. That has lead me to try and slow down and make sure that I’m enjoying my life, and really living my life everyday. The more I thought about it the more I began to see that this wasn’t just one area of my life that I was racing through, but in several areas. I have the hardest time waiting on the Lord. I always seem to want things right now. If I pray and my prayers don’t get answered immediately I start to think that God isn’t going to answer my prayers.

When I read about Job, Joseph, or David I’m always in awe of how well they waited on the Lord to deliver them. Since I’m being open and honest with you all I feel as though I can tell you that I have not mastered the art of waiting with joy. I have a list of things that I’m praying for and a list of things that I’m, “waiting on God,” to do in my life.

It is a lesson that I am continually learning. It’s a lesson that I never seem to learn so well that I can move on to the next lesson. I do not have a check list of things that I have mastered or conquered for good. It would be more accurate to say that I am ever coming into the knowledge of the truth, whether it be about myself or about God.

I’m curious to know do you all have anything that you seem to always be learning? Any life lessons or hard truths that you have to own up to time and time again? Don’t be ashamed to share something that you struggle with, we’re all here to help! Let me hear about it in the comment section!

Iron Sharpens Iron

I wish there was a pill that I could take that would give me self control immediately. I think there was a time when I was self-discipline personified, but now I’m starting to think there may be no hope for me! Knowing this about myself I’m making an effort to improve, so I decided to accept one of my friends offer to go walking with her. It turned out to be quite the experience, let me tell you what I learned about myself.

My neighbor who lives two doors down is a very health conscious person and I always feel so inspired every time I see her. Well we were talking one day while we were waiting for our kindergartners to get out and she mentioned that she’d been walking if I wanted to join her sometime. Normally I just smile and nod and say maybe, but this time I said, “sure let’s go tomorrow.”

Oh my goodness, I don’t know what I thought was going to happen, but it was probably something simple and very quick. I thought we would maybe walk a mile or two at a leisurely pace and that would be all. Well ladies and gentleman that is not what happened at all! We started walking and we were laughing and having a really good time and I thought we were almost ready to turn back and then she said oh I like to get on the trail, and I stopped right away. There’s a really long walking/running/biking trail that goes around the whole city. I just hate the thought of walking through the woods and something or someone jumping out at me, so I never walk that way. I explained this to her and she assured me that the trail was completely safe. Once again I said, “Sure, why not?”

After we had walked on the trail for about thirty minutes, I finally asked the burning question, “when are we going to turn around and head back?” That’s when she rocked my world and said, “Oh, didn’t I tell you I walk six miles everyday.” DUN, DUN, DUN!!! It was at this moment I knew I had been kidnapped. The look on my face made her literally scream with laughter, but I was devastated guys.

We actually walked up hills, down hills through the river and over the woods! However, when I got back home I agreed to go again with her the next day. You see what I learned is that I have fallen into some bad habits lately, and the only way to change the things that I don’t like about myself is by changing my habits. I have to change all of my little things that can ad up and have a huge impact.

It’s only been three weeks since I joined her and we started walking, but I look forward to spending time with them and It feels good to get out of the house. There have been mornings when I couldn’t go, but we’ve fallen into a great routine and I enjoy it, even if it is a really long walk.

I already knew that if you have negative influences in your life it could rub off on you, but I found the opposite to be true as well. Being around people who are positive and inspire you to be better is a side effect that anyone would enjoy. I believe the book of proverbs refers to this as, Iron sharpening iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend.(Prov.27:17)

I want you guys to ask yourself a question, do your friends sharpen you, and make you better more than anything else? Are you hanging with a group of people who make yo want to be a better Mother, Wife, Sister, Daughter and Friend? If the answer is anything other than yes, why not?

Feel free to leave a comment and let’s talk about it!

 

 

No Sick Days

I hate being sick! It all started this Wednesday when I got a call from my son’s school that he had a fever and needed to be picked up from school. Now if you have more than one child you know that this is the beginning of a contagious chain reaction. The next person to get sick was my husband, then, my daughters, then my older sons, and finally me. We have one more day left in our labor day holiday and we are all struggling to get well. It’s a crazy tricky thing to be a mom and take a sick day! It just seems like when Moms get sick, we don’t have the luxury of laying abed for three days until our sniffles are gone. My husband literally could not get out of bed for two straight days!! However, when I got sick I still had to change diapers and participate in life.

There will probably be no long breaks for me, no two days in bed, and no fun barbeques either, but that’s life right? Being a Mom is not a part-time job, there are no holidays off, no sick days, no vacations, no this is a life long gig. Before this stomach bug hit our family, we had plans to go on a big family outing to the beach or an apple orchard. My plans are technically ruined, but since I’m no longer racing back and forth to the bathroom, I’m okay with that!

The truth is, I’m learning that in life we make plans and sometimes they fall apart. The way I envisioned my long holiday weekend did not include me being sick. How we adjust to life’s little surprises can be the difference between living life completely stressed out, or one that takes the good with the bad and still finds the joy in everything.

I want to be in the latter category. It can be difficult to roll with the punches, but it doesn’t have to be impossible. I like to think that everything in life happens for a reason, so maybe there is a bigger reason for my whole entire family getting sick and keeping us at home this weekend instead of out enjoying ourselves on the beach.

Have you guys ever had your plans fall apart due to circumstances beyond your control? How easy is it for you to roll with the punches? Can you take a hit and keep on going, or do you find yourself getting knocked down by life time and time again? I want to hear from you guys in the comment section!

Life As We Know It

Have you ever thought about how your life would have been if you had done something differently? Perhaps if you would have gone to a different college or made better grades in high school, or what if you had married your first love? I was thinking about my life recently and all the things that have happen to me that have helped bring me to the place I am now, both physically and spiritually. I think to some degree we all wonder about how different our lives would be had we done even one thing differently. It’s natural to wonder about all of life’s “what-if’s”  However, reminiscing on the past and living with constant regret are two totally different things.

One thing that I think about often is how different I was when my mom was alive. Even though I was still a teenager, I was old enough to know that my life would have gone in a totally different direction if she would have lived. I was a junior in high school and before my mom died I was looking at colleges based off which school had the best campus life, and a great social atmosphere, if you know what I mean. (wink, wink)

I truly believe that my mother was a seed that brought forth much fruit in my life as well as in the lives of other family members. I think about those handful of times that I prayed to God to allow me and a certain guy be together forever, or that a crush would suddenly wake up and realize that he couldn’t live without me! Ha! Thank God that those prayers didn’t get answered right?

What do you do though, when you think about what could have been with regret? It happens to the best of us ladies, so we might as well admit that we have regrets about things. Maybe you regret not buying those red pumps in your size when they were on sale that one time. Perhaps you regret waiting so long to finally follow your dreams or run a marathon. No matter what your regrets are I learned something about the feeling of regret that I want to share with you guys. “Let em’ go!” That’s it, that’s my major epiphany. Regrets weigh you down and keep you from enjoy the life that you have now.

Thinking about all the shoulda, coulda, woulda’s won’t change what actually happen. We can’t change the past, but we can be thankful for the present and hopeful for our future. I wasted so much time trying to correct my past mistakes, and mourning over all the things that I did when I was younger, or all the things that I wish I wouldn’t have said last week. Friends, I have found that we can not overcome what I did last week or last year by reliving them over and over again. No, the way that we move on is by embracing life as we know it right now. Unlike some of my favorite movies and books, we will not wake up one day and get to live out our other option, or the life that we didn’t choose.

We have to accept that all things really do work together for our good. We must not allow the enemy’s voice to trick us into losing our focus. It’s very hard to be happy about what you have if you’re so focused on what you think you lost. If we lost it, if we didn’t gain something that we were chasing then we didn’t really need it. I don’t want to sound too cliché but we can’t allow dissatisfaction to steal our joy. That’s all regret does Friends, it steals our joy and pleasure from the day that we’ve been given.

The next time that we get tempted to dwell on what we think we missed or what we could’ve had if we would have just done…fill in the blank, recognize that God does not accuse us or remind us of our sins/shortcomings. The bible calls Satan the accuser of the brethren, he is the only one who tries to remind you of who you used to be, or all the things that you could’ve had. Don’t lose your peace over things that God has thrown into the sea of forgetfulness.

I hope this helped someone to identify one of the little sneaky ways the enemy of our soul comes to steal our joy. Have a blessed weekend everyone and don’t forget to hit the like button!