No I am not perfect...not even PRACTICALLY perfect.
I am a hot mess, wrapped up in a tornado of chaos, who is just trying to make it to appointments no more the 10 minutes late.
There...you now know the truth.
I have great intentions of leaving the house 30 minutes early, of making sure that the gas tank is always full, my phone is always charged, and that my purse is stuffed with things to do such as books, word puzzles, and maybe even some kind of snack.
In reality, my gas is ALWAYS on empty (seriously I drive with it BELOW the orange line, its a wonder I haven't ran out of gas),I am constantly struggling to get anywhere on time, and if I do manage it..it is truly a minor miracle. My phone is constantly in need of being charged, and my purse is so full of old receipts and things that my family have thrown in there that there is no longer room for my beloved books.
Oh, and snacks....if I dig deep enough there might be a flattened mini Three Musketeers left over from Halloween. Of course the last time I found one...it tasted like the oils it had settled next to, and it was not a pleasant experience at all.
Did I mention that I was a HOT MESS?
Thankfully, God doesn't care that I am running late (well maybe when it comes to church, he might prefer that I was on time), that I need to put some gas into my faithful car, or that my phone is almost always about to die.
No, He doesn't care about that stuff at all.
What he does care about is the way I portray myself when I am in these situations. Am I laughing at the craziness that is my life, and shaking off it off and continuing on with my life, or am I screaming at everyone around me because I have let the chaos sap all the joy from my life.
Am I showing Christ to those around me, are they feeling His love when I talk to them...or are they looking at me thinking " My life is already crazy enough, so I Don't want what she has?"
Am I being a reflection of who is with in me?
I learned a long time ago to embrace my craziness and just go with it. I am clumsy, and if something is going to happen, it will probable happen to me, just ask my husband...and I'm truly ok with laughing at what happens.
Because that is who I am. I am a crazy, twirl in my chair, run down the hallway and slide (usually crashing into a wall)with my socks on, singing Christmas songs in Walmart in the middle of July, tripping on my own skirt kind of girl...and I embrace it. Just like I embrace the uniqueness that is each and everyone of you.
But what I want more than anything is to be someone that you can look at even in the midst of my craziness and say "she will pray with me and for me."
I want to show Christ in every situation that I am in. If I am running late, I can choose to yell, and get upset with those driving slower then I would like them to be, Or...I can respond like my daughter does and say " God must have a reason for us to be late".
She has such faith and is wise beyond her years. I want to be like her when I grow up.
I will let the chaos win sometimes, because I am only human. But its at that moment where I can choose to either continue to let the chaos win, or I can choose to let the person who defeated Chaos shine through me.
Its my choice.
...and yours!
Someone is ALWAYS watching.
our friends,
our family,
our children,
the haters,
Don't give them a reason to question WHO and WHAT you believe in.
Lord let me reflect YOU in all I do.
I am a hot mess, wrapped up in a tornado of chaos, who is just trying to make it to appointments no more the 10 minutes late.
There...you now know the truth.
I have great intentions of leaving the house 30 minutes early, of making sure that the gas tank is always full, my phone is always charged, and that my purse is stuffed with things to do such as books, word puzzles, and maybe even some kind of snack.
In reality, my gas is ALWAYS on empty (seriously I drive with it BELOW the orange line, its a wonder I haven't ran out of gas),I am constantly struggling to get anywhere on time, and if I do manage it..it is truly a minor miracle. My phone is constantly in need of being charged, and my purse is so full of old receipts and things that my family have thrown in there that there is no longer room for my beloved books.
Oh, and snacks....if I dig deep enough there might be a flattened mini Three Musketeers left over from Halloween. Of course the last time I found one...it tasted like the oils it had settled next to, and it was not a pleasant experience at all.
Did I mention that I was a HOT MESS?
Thankfully, God doesn't care that I am running late (well maybe when it comes to church, he might prefer that I was on time), that I need to put some gas into my faithful car, or that my phone is almost always about to die.
No, He doesn't care about that stuff at all.
What he does care about is the way I portray myself when I am in these situations. Am I laughing at the craziness that is my life, and shaking off it off and continuing on with my life, or am I screaming at everyone around me because I have let the chaos sap all the joy from my life.
Am I showing Christ to those around me, are they feeling His love when I talk to them...or are they looking at me thinking " My life is already crazy enough, so I Don't want what she has?"
Am I being a reflection of who is with in me?
I learned a long time ago to embrace my craziness and just go with it. I am clumsy, and if something is going to happen, it will probable happen to me, just ask my husband...and I'm truly ok with laughing at what happens.
Because that is who I am. I am a crazy, twirl in my chair, run down the hallway and slide (usually crashing into a wall)with my socks on, singing Christmas songs in Walmart in the middle of July, tripping on my own skirt kind of girl...and I embrace it. Just like I embrace the uniqueness that is each and everyone of you.
But what I want more than anything is to be someone that you can look at even in the midst of my craziness and say "she will pray with me and for me."
I want to show Christ in every situation that I am in. If I am running late, I can choose to yell, and get upset with those driving slower then I would like them to be, Or...I can respond like my daughter does and say " God must have a reason for us to be late".
She has such faith and is wise beyond her years. I want to be like her when I grow up.
I will let the chaos win sometimes, because I am only human. But its at that moment where I can choose to either continue to let the chaos win, or I can choose to let the person who defeated Chaos shine through me.
Its my choice....and yours!
Someone is ALWAYS watching.
our friends,
our family,
our children,
the haters,
Don't give them a reason to question WHO and WHAT you believe in.
Lord let me reflect YOU in all I do.
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