Sometimes I like to write just to recharge and clear my thoughts. It helps me to open up a new word document, turn to a new page, or pull up the ol’ blog post creator and just start writing. It doesn’t even necessarily matter if I end up doing anything with it…I just need to write and sort of get it out. It’s hard to explain. With my post yesterday, I just needed to write. So I sat down and let the words come.
I love looking over what I’ve written sometimes. Old posts make me smile and stories from long ago are like opening up my form of a treasure chest and holding the delightful heirlooms of my childhood to my face. There have been so many little gems that I’ve been finding lately—artwork, writings, and so on. Looking at myself back then makes me smile and it helps me to see how I’ve truly grown and changed. I’m not the little girl I once was, and instead, I’m a young woman growing more and more into my own skin—starting to find out who I am in Christ and really embrace, well, me!
Like I said in my past post, this past week and a half or so have been some of the longest days in my life. I’ve been cleaning and doing laundry and cooking and taking care of kiddos and going to ballet and trying so hard to be a Proverbs 31 daughter (like I referenced before). It’s been so crazy around here with everything going on, that I’ve been having a hard time trying to fit in some school—though I have done some English, science, and writing. I miss the normalcy of everyday life and even the mundane that so quickly became obsolete, at least for the present.
It may sound silly, but I’m grateful for this opportunity to grow—as a cook (I will not say chef—am I not chef caliber, as much as I’d like to be), as a helper, a sister, daughter, and really, as a young woman in Christ. This past week and a half has been long, but I’ve been learning some life lessons along the way.
One of them being, if I’m not a good daughter or sister now, how can I someday expect to be a good wife and mother? If my priorities aren’t straight now, how can I believe that someday they’ll just magically be fixed?
I’m starting to learn that life, even though we may want it to be, isn’t always incredibly beautiful. There’s a lotta grit in this life. Things like dirty diapers and sickness and losing your temper and pain and heartaches. But it’s in those hard times that our true character can really start to emerge. Who are you? What do you do when a crisis comes? Perhaps that’s one of the best ways to adequately judge a person. When hardships come your way, what do you do?
I struggle with getting my priorities straight, and this week has been a real eye-opener for me in regards to how much I’ve grown and how far I still have to keep going. Becoming a better woman in Christ is a never-ending journey, no matter how much I can improve, there will always be a tone that could be sweeter, a heart to be more willing, and a diligent spirit. It’s a process, but just because it’s a process doesn’t mean that I have to give up in the hard times.
In the good and bad times, I will praise Him. And I pray that everyday, my character would become more like Jesus – that my soul would be refined and I would live in the knowledge that in Christ, I am free to soar. In Christ I am forgiven, blessed, saved, loved and redeemed, and I am free to live vividly for my Savior.
Even in the grit, life can be beautiful. It’s those little moments that we often forget in the seemingly mundane or the unspeakably tragic or anywhere between. God’s mercies are new every morning, and each day is a new day. Another chance to fix what’s been broken and another choice to live—for the world or for Jesus. And I’m praying that I would more and more choose to live for my Jesus.
I’ve been blessed by all of your comments and prayers! My mom and Sam are still in the hospital right now, but I know she’s hoping that they’ll know what’s going on by tomorrow, and that they’ll possibly be home then. Please keep praying for him—I know that the Lord is good in all circumstances, but fear in the moment can make it hard. Praying for Him. So grateful for all of you! Thank you for taking a little time out of your day to read some of my words—like I said, sometimes, I just need to get it out. It's freeing to just write.
Praising my Savior today—especially in the midst of the grit.
I love looking over what I’ve written sometimes. Old posts make me smile and stories from long ago are like opening up my form of a treasure chest and holding the delightful heirlooms of my childhood to my face. There have been so many little gems that I’ve been finding lately—artwork, writings, and so on. Looking at myself back then makes me smile and it helps me to see how I’ve truly grown and changed. I’m not the little girl I once was, and instead, I’m a young woman growing more and more into my own skin—starting to find out who I am in Christ and really embrace, well, me!
Like I said in my past post, this past week and a half or so have been some of the longest days in my life. I’ve been cleaning and doing laundry and cooking and taking care of kiddos and going to ballet and trying so hard to be a Proverbs 31 daughter (like I referenced before). It’s been so crazy around here with everything going on, that I’ve been having a hard time trying to fit in some school—though I have done some English, science, and writing. I miss the normalcy of everyday life and even the mundane that so quickly became obsolete, at least for the present.
It may sound silly, but I’m grateful for this opportunity to grow—as a cook (I will not say chef—am I not chef caliber, as much as I’d like to be), as a helper, a sister, daughter, and really, as a young woman in Christ. This past week and a half has been long, but I’ve been learning some life lessons along the way.
One of them being, if I’m not a good daughter or sister now, how can I someday expect to be a good wife and mother? If my priorities aren’t straight now, how can I believe that someday they’ll just magically be fixed?
I’m starting to learn that life, even though we may want it to be, isn’t always incredibly beautiful. There’s a lotta grit in this life. Things like dirty diapers and sickness and losing your temper and pain and heartaches. But it’s in those hard times that our true character can really start to emerge. Who are you? What do you do when a crisis comes? Perhaps that’s one of the best ways to adequately judge a person. When hardships come your way, what do you do?
I struggle with getting my priorities straight, and this week has been a real eye-opener for me in regards to how much I’ve grown and how far I still have to keep going. Becoming a better woman in Christ is a never-ending journey, no matter how much I can improve, there will always be a tone that could be sweeter, a heart to be more willing, and a diligent spirit. It’s a process, but just because it’s a process doesn’t mean that I have to give up in the hard times.
In the good and bad times, I will praise Him. And I pray that everyday, my character would become more like Jesus – that my soul would be refined and I would live in the knowledge that in Christ, I am free to soar. In Christ I am forgiven, blessed, saved, loved and redeemed, and I am free to live vividly for my Savior.
Even in the grit, life can be beautiful. It’s those little moments that we often forget in the seemingly mundane or the unspeakably tragic or anywhere between. God’s mercies are new every morning, and each day is a new day. Another chance to fix what’s been broken and another choice to live—for the world or for Jesus. And I’m praying that I would more and more choose to live for my Jesus.
I’ve been blessed by all of your comments and prayers! My mom and Sam are still in the hospital right now, but I know she’s hoping that they’ll know what’s going on by tomorrow, and that they’ll possibly be home then. Please keep praying for him—I know that the Lord is good in all circumstances, but fear in the moment can make it hard. Praying for Him. So grateful for all of you! Thank you for taking a little time out of your day to read some of my words—like I said, sometimes, I just need to get it out. It's freeing to just write.
Praising my Savior today—especially in the midst of the grit.
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