Ever feel like you’re a hot mess? No matter how much you’ve accomplished in the day, or in your life, you still wake up and grasp the reality that “keepin’ on keeping’ on” is a silly and pathetic quote that just can’t be doable for the day at hand? I can pass a mirror and my appearance also matches my mood. It ain’t pretty.
This is my second blog post on self-appreciation, and it slapped me in the face while looking for a recipe on Pinterest for a Coconut Cream Cake. I am a mess – no doubt about it – but I am a BLESSED MESS. And the word blessed is what I need to focus on. Focus on the blessed and NOT the mess.
Sometimes I just simply cannot get done everything I want to accomplish. And that’s OK! Its not because I don’t have the time, or the energy, but because I get bored with the monotony of life. And who’s fault is that? Mine! I was always told that smart people don’t get bored. But, when I get bored (which is rare) it should always remind me to question my focus. Am I focusing on what’s really important? Am I taking for granted the blessings in my life? No, and yes. And that’s my problem. I’m not appreciating my “self” in where God has me for the day, and what He has in store for me. I’m blinded by worldly to-do’s instead of my purpose, and that’s to do His will. I need to clean my ears, adjust my thoughts accordingly, and listen for His voice in my day. I will always be a mess, but an obedient mess that is loved and saved by my Savior.
Be a “blessed mess” today! The best mess to be is a mess that knows they need Jesus.
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broken, lost, eyes once very well adjusted to the dark; i found myself with a heart full of unforgiveness, bitterness, regret, sadness, unworthiness, anger; the list goes on. i grew up in church, surrounded by godly people, baptized at 12, and had an adventurous and happy childhood. an imagination that kept me busy full-time in our barns, by the creek that passed through our land, and any where and everywhere i was. but at the age of 18, my world was shaken when my parents separated. i began a life full of regretful mistakes, bad choices, and my relationship with Jesus suffered in the process. i didn't just put Him in the back seat when I moved out, i left Him on the farm I grew up on.
after 25 years, i somehow (a divine intervention) found it possible to forgive. i never knew how. i didn't even know what it meant to actually forgive someone. i struggled with it, and i was too stubborn to make the effort to figure it out. i was a victim, you see? and victims need sympathy. looking at the situation now, victim is exactly what I was not. i was being ridiculous, hard-headed; bathing in self-pity. i couldn't see that Jesus had actually packed His bags, and was sitting with me in the front seat the whole time. He taught me how to forgive the minute i decided to let Him. it took me 25 years, but He was patient, loving, and full of mercy. He was there when i finally surrendered to Him. and that was the day i forgave my earthly father for leaving our family, the day i began my relationship with my heavenly Father, and the day i was SAVED! so what are you holding on to? Jesus is there with you right now...and He is waiting on you to let whatever it is, go.
"Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free." John 8:32
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