I realize my blog yesterday may leave some wondering what my point was or worry I simply don't know who I am at this point in my life. Over the course of the past few months I have had a few conversations with several women I know either at work or at church, and strangely enough like myself they too are wondering what is next at this point in their lives. I listened to comments like, "I just don't know what I want out of life right now", or "I don't know what I want to do with my life", or "I am not sure where I am headed next". At some point in the conversation I agreed with them cause I am in a similar place. Ten years ago if you had asked me where I would be at this point in my life, it would not be here. I would not have expected to be starting over for one thing, particularly going back to work full time. I would have easily predicted having several kids cause that is something I have always dreamed of. I admit I would have expected us to be a lot better off financially and for Ryan to be comfortably settled into a "job" somewhere in the music industry. Life has a funny way of dealing out surprises, and some of them are downright unfair. Our choices have not been great though, so we cannot blame life and must carry the weight of those bad decisions now. I think if I could talk to myself now, the person I was then face to face with who I am now, I would be very upset, disappointed, and angry. I find myself there many days, and it is a battle for me to deal with it. I know I must release it all to God, trust Him to give me the wisdom and strength to step forward into something better. I am already doing that, but the battle will rage on. Some days I am downright depressed, upset, would love to remain angry and resentful toward someone or something who should be responsible for where we have ended up. But then I am reminded that somehow God has purpose for it all, it all has meaning for my life in the long run. I just keep thinking someone out there is going to benefit from our testimony of how we survived this battle, this wildnerness. We all have a story of some kind to tell, the story of our lives. Hopefully our story will be a benefit to someone in the same situation one day. Hopefully I will continue to push forward, claim the promises God has for me and reach toward His goal for my life.
Breathe, Pray, Release
I don’t know about you, but so far 2025 has been um…. Intense. I can’t think of another word to describe it at the moment. I am type A, first born, determined, a hard-core planner, don’t you dare procrastinate in my vicinity or I may have to give you some unwanted advice. Just being honest here, but I’m having a hard time with it and finding more than ever I have to lay it down. Pray, and pray, and pray, and yep I’m gonna keep sayin’ it til it annoys the heck out of ya, PRAY! Maybe it’s just part of getting older, but I find more than ever before I am having to pause multiple times a day and practice this cycle: Breathe, Pray, Release 1. Breathe: One of my first steps I take when my focus is bulldozing toward panic mode because of what I am hearing and seeing on the news, radio, tv, social media, from the chatter in conversations around me throughout the day whether it’s a work day or the w...
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