EMBRACE YOUR MESSY LIFE

NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE OR WHAT YOU ARE DOING, YOU'RE EXACTLY WHERE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE.


THERE IS PURPOSE IN YOUR PATH. LOOK AT IT! WRAP YOUR ARMS AROUND YOURSELF. IT'S GOING TO BE MORE THAN OKAY.... IT'S GOING TO BE GREAT. YOU ARE BUILT FOR THIS JOURNEY!


I used to get frustrated, shake my head, double up my fists to fight life as it came. I lived from "crisis to crisis!" If there wasn't something traumatic going on, I didn't know what to do. I lived ready, not only for the other shoe to drop, but for it to hit me in the forehead! I was anxious, on edge, living in "fight or flight." I was ready to fight, run....always trying to figure out what was next and "figure it out" ahead of time. I didn't want to be caught off guard.


“I thought if I stayed "ready" for whatever was coming next, nothing could surprise me or hurt me. What I didn't realize was that living in the "fight or flight" mode from "crisis to crisis" was stealing my joy in the moment (and my family's peace)."

This is exactly where faith comes in. After years of panic attacks from anxiety, worry and stressing over things that were out of my control (frankly, none of my business), I finally exhausted myself. I was spent and threw my hands up to God, crying out..."I can't do this. I can't prepare for calamity. I don't have all the answers and I never will." At that moment, it was as if my eyes were opened and I saw God's hand reached out to me in the depths of the dark pit I had created for myself. His hand had been there the whole time! I just couldn't see it because I was too caught up in my own head to see straight! HIs beautiful, still small voice said to me, "Baby, you're never going to figure it all out. That's my job. I'm your Daddy. Let me carry the big stuff. If you could figure it all out, you'd be Me. I want you to trust me, need me, rely on me. I won't let you down. Look back over your life. I've never left you alone or forgotten about you. Let go and fall into Me." Completely spent from spinning like a Tasmanian devil in a dust st