FiveMinuteFriday _ Slow


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I am fast. I move from thing to thing, place to place, job to job, adventure to adventure. When I’m reaching the end of one thing, I’m dreaming of the next thing. It’s how I roll. But it’s not necessarily good. Life should be savored. Each and every thing. And that requires slow

The Lord is slow. Slow to anger. Slow to judge. But his slow is good. He’s patiently waiting so all of us down here have the chance to choose him. 

Because his slow is good and I belong to him now, he’s used his slow to keep me from making those mistakes I make when I move too fast. Like taking the wrong job just because it would be easier than waiting for the right job. Slowing me down with a broken ankle led to a job that is the best one for me. The kind of job that takes me to lots of places around my county while letting me stay in one place. Fulfilling my need to move and be still. A win win. 

I’m so thankful for the Lord’s slow because He’s teaching me that faith is slow. And He’s teaching me to savor his goodness. 

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FiveMinuteFriday _ Safe


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One life. That’s all we get down here. How will you live your life? Will you chase your dreams? Will you lose it to follow hard after Jesus? Or will you play it safe? As for me, I say here I am Lord, send me! I mean it too. I don’t know what the Lord has planned for the time I have left, I just know I don’t want to play it safe. Because safety is mostly an illusion anyway. And the safest place to be is right smack in the middle of the will of God. 

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FiveMinuteFriday_Breathe


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Remember to breathe.

 Just when I thought things were getting back to normal, feeling like I had some control over my life again, back to work and all that jazz, the work in Surgery Center world dried up. I begin to feel the panic rise up from deep in my heart as I cry out to the Lord, again!? What’s happening here!? Don’t you know I need a certain amount of income to survive!?

I am so ashamed to confess how easily I get tripped up by this fear. It is a powerful enemy against me. One that I’ve been battling all my life. But then again, I keep armoring up for the battle. Because I know who I belong to. I know the One person who stands behind me as I fight. I know the one who whispers to me, remember to breathe. I’ve got you. I’ve always been here with you. I will always be behind you. I will provide for you. 

And God always comes through for me. Because he knows exactly what I need. And this week I needed to drive so I could make ends meet because if I would have worked at my day job, i wouldn’t have gotten a paycheck to the end of next week, a day late and a dollar short. I needed to drive to be encouraged by a girl recovering from a bone marrow transplant, a rare and beautiful thing. I needed to drive to have a conversation with a boy who thinks the Bible makes people atheists, to respectfully disagree and share how the actual investigation of the Word of God helped me believe all of it is true! To challenge him to investigate for himself and not listen to hearsay. All this joy because the other work dropped off. 

So yeah. Remember to breathe. Just breathe

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