That’s the way it seems to go sometimes, doesn’t it? I've just recently been there, and it is so frustrating. The encouraging buildup to change
becomes short lived. Progress is fleeting, and patience is in short supply.
So, what do we do when our slow movement forward quickly
I'm at 5 Minutes for Faith today sharing four things that helped me remember...setbacks are normal, but we can still move forward with hope for the future. Please join me there to continue reading.
It’s been over a year since I had the privilege of being on Holley Gerth’s God-sized Dream Team, where I met a group of wonderful dreamers. Many
became friends and their big dreams inspire me to dream.
But, I have to confess…sometimes I still struggle with what
my dreams are. I should know, right? But, I don’t.
What I thought were big dreams, God told me to lay down. So,
I have…or at least I think I have. Sometimes I just feel lazy for not giving
them much thought anymore.
But lately there’s a thought taking hold inside of me…a seed
of understanding that’s beginning to take root…
Perhaps living my life in a God-pleasing way is, in
and of itself, a God-sized dream.(<==Tweet this.)
Maybe that sounds too ordinary, and not like a big dream at
all. But think about it…Everyday life. Is. Hard. And some most days, I
don’t do such a great job of living the way I know God wants me too.
There are days when it feels like my efforts go completely
It doesn’t matter where we’ve gone, what I’ve tried, or how
many errands were run. Someone’s mood is less than desirable. The one thing not
accomplished or that was missed on the shopping list is the one thing being talked
about. And it seems to get bigger…overtaking everything else.
We tend to focus on the
negative, don’t we?
The one thing that didn’t work out instead of all the things
The item we would like to have, ignoring all that we do
The unfinished work versus the completed tasks.
On those days, I feel like my efforts don’t matter. Why
don’t others see how I’ve tried to make something work out the way they hoped?
My feeling of accomplishment dissipates and I find myself
frustrated and aggravated. I’m less encouraged to try so hard again…or at all.
But, despite how it looks, my efforts are noticed—by the One
who sees it all.
It started with an e-mail I received. It asked me to choose
a date for a specific opportunity I was already involved in. There were only so
many dates available, on a first-come, first-served basis, and from the e-mail
chain in front of me, I was apparently the last to speak up.
I knew better than to get worked up over it…but I did
From what I could tell, all of the dates were spoken for. I
had chosen not to spend my day online, and for that, I had missed out. And I
I knew God had it under control, but I couldn’t seem to get
myself under control. Actually, I don’t think I even tried.
I was sure I’d been left out of something I’d been involved
in for years, and I let my emotions fuel my nasty thoughts.
I told myself that it might be part of God’s plan for me.
Maybe it was time to move on to whatever was next. The problem was, I had no
idea what that might be, so I started feeling sorry for myself.
I kept checking my e-mail waiting for a reply, knowing that
it would confirm what I thought I knew. And while I continued to stew about it,
I grew snippy with my family.
I’m sure they were less than thrilled to be around me
because I didn’t even want to be around myself.
And then, I received the reply I was waiting for. But it
wasn’t what I was expecting. It didn’t say what I’d already chosen to believe.
Instead, it confirmed that I already had a place.
I ignored common sense and my belief that peace comes
through trusting God, choosing to walk the path of negativity instead of
God had it under control, but I decided to fume rather than
to trust. And because I failed to trust, I was
far from experiencing His peace.
I had apologies to give and forgiveness to ask for—from God
and my family. And a post to write—because lessons are easily forgotten (or
ignored) and have to be relearned. Over and over.