So, I have to admit that I live a life in a lot of fear... But I'm not afraid of things that most people are afraid of. I'm not afraid of heights, or small spaces, or germs. I'm not afraid of sharks (but then again, I have never been in a place where I would need to be afraid of them). I'm not afraid of snakes, unlike my husband. I do have a healthy fear of bees, but I feel that it's a reasonable fear, since, well, they sting and whatnot.
No, my fears are bigger. My fears are life-altering and have held me back from many things. They impact my daily life, and it's time I once and for all release them. The first step: admitting to what they are. I am afraid of failing. I am afraid of succeeding. And, I am afraid of being "stuck" in maintenance mode.
When you look at my three biggest fears, it kind of explains the conundrum I am in. I'm afraid to fail, so I am super cautious to try anything I don't already know how to do. I am afraid to succeed, and so I constantly get in my own way to keep me from doing more. And, by not trying new things and by getting in my own way, I force myself to never truly move out of maintenance mode. Maintenance mode is not a place I like to be in. It's a vicious cycle of my life that I so desperately need to stop.
But, it's not that easy. The second step for me to release my fears is to know what I need to do with them. If I want to move past the fear of failing, I need to trust that even IF I fail, I will be okay. (And, well, we all know that failure is a part of life and that it WILL happen.) If I want to move past my fear of succeeding (and yes, I know it sounds a bit odd), I need to trust in the person that God created me to be, AND trust that God has got my back. If I want to relieve the fear of being "stuck" then I need to work on the other fears, which takes a whole lot of trust in God.
The answer to my fears (and to yours)... TRUST. Yep, one small five letter word is all I need to move from fear to a life of living. And yet, that one word is probably my biggest stumbling block. I struggle to trust who I am, my decisions, my ideas. I struggle to trust people. And the older I get, the more I realize the biggest trust issue I have is with God.
I trust God with the things I can see and predict. I trust him with my boys, my husband, my family. I believe in what He has done in my life and others' lives. I KNOW the amazing things He has taught me in my 34 years. I can see His hand in my life. But, somehow, I still struggle to trust Him with the things unknown in my life.
I struggle to trust in who He has made me. That struggle comes out in my lack of self-confidence and the constant conversations in my head that go against everything God says about me and my worth. My husband and friends and family remind me often of who I am and the things I have to offer this world. I try to hold on to that, but ultimately, it's a wasted effort because I end up internally disputing all they say. (Insert the many moments my husband and friends and family want to bang their heads against a wall or want to shake me.)
My fears can't be helped by my husband, my friends, or my family. My deep rooted fears can only be squelched by putting my TOTAL TRUST in God. To put every ounce of my being into believing in the person God has created me to be. To believe that my unique giftings and perspective were given to me to do good for Him. To trust that He knows what He's doing with me and through me.
It is time for me to not let my fear of failure run my life. I will fail. I will probably fail often. I will fail as a mom, a wife, a friend, a director. I will fail to remember important things. I will fail financially. BUT, I will survive each and every failure. I will take each failure and will get up, dust myself off, and try again.
It is time for me to stay out of my own way and to allow success to happen. I don't know what that success will look like. It could be the small desires of my heart, or even the large desires of my heart. But, success will happen. I just need to move out of God's way, and trust Him. (Of course, I will need to make a major shift in my daily conversations with myself.)
God is doing some amazing things and I want to be a part of it. And so, it is time that I no longer live in fear. I will still feel the fear (because unfortunately, I cannot snap my fingers and make it disappear), but I do not have to live in it. I have the choice to feel the fear and give it to God or to hold on to it. I have held on to my feelings of fear for too long. It is time to give it all to God.
So, watch out world. I am coming, and I will not run away. (Unless of course there's a swarm of bees... In which case, I'm gonna be running!)
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Thursday, January 8, 2015
In the Silence
First off, Happy New Year! It's crazy to think another year has past... It's even crazier to think another year is upon us.
It's been a while since I have last written. And I would love to say it's just because I have been very busy. BUT, honestly, it's because I've been running... Running away from the sweet moments with God that always come with writing. I have tried to avoid the deafening sounds of the silence that leaves me vulnerable and often times scared of what God will reveal to me. I haven't wanted to truly face the emotions and thoughts that have been filling my head and heart these past several months. The silence that is here in this moment feels more like an overwhelming flood than a peaceful wave.
BUT, it's time... It's time I face the silence, and all that comes with it. It's time for me to be real and vulnerable and frankly, UGLY. God's been calling me to this quiet time for weeks. He's been wanting to connect with me, but I have found every excuse in the book to avoid it. I have run out of excuses and energy.
A lot of different things have happened in the past months that have been painful to go through. There's been loss, hurt, a sense of betrayal, struggles with parenting, struggles with health, struggles to find my place and purpose... With each moment came a sense of defeat, a feeling that my heart couldn't take another blow. I was left longing to run to God's arms. For Him to wrap His arms around me like my earthly father does, and to hold me until all seemed right again. But I felt I couldn't run to Him. For some time, I wasn't sure I could fully trust Him. I see Him as a father, but no father would ever allow for their child to get hurt. And He did (or so I felt). He knew what was coming and gave me no warning. No head's up that my life was going to change, and that change would bring heartache.
A friend helped me to see that it wasn't that God allowed these things to happen to hurt me, but to help me grow. His plans, although painful to go through sometimes, are ultimately to make me who He wants me to be. But, I still sit here in the silence uncomfortable. Awkwardly aware that this quiet time brings out the best in me AND the worst in me. The growth I have made, the insight I have gained does very little to squash the hurt and anger and utter exhaustion that stirs in my heart.
I want nothing more than to bring God my best, and only my best. So I have avoided meeting with Him because I have very little "best" to bring Him. The act of avoidance has been exhausting, fighting off the many attempts God has made to reach me. But, He is getting through to me and He's using my 4 year old son to do it.
Benjamin LOVES to sing, and he has really taken to the song "Greater" by MercyMe (which I highly recommend you all listen to). And so, he sings it incessantly. He'll be playing with his brothers and will suddenly break out in song. He wakes up singing it and goes to sleep singing it. We have watched the music video more times than I can count. The song has become a nonstop musical number in my head. I never really listened to the words. But as he continued to sing it over and over and over again, I began to listen to what he was singing. (It's very hard to ignore a cute 4 year old singing!)
"Bring your doubts
And bring your fears
Bring your hurt
And bring your tears
There'll be no condemnation here
You are holy, righteous and redeemed"
I have been avoiding connecting with God because all I really had in my heart was doubt, and fear, and hurt. All very ugly things. And the song reminds me that God wants me to bring those things to Him. He won't condemn me or judge me. He just wants to hold me, and love me, and remind me that I am His. It's taken a 4 year old little boy singing to bring me back to this quiet time. To not be afraid to bring my ugliness into the silence. And to not be afraid of what the silence will bring for me.
We all have times in our lives where we long for God and yet push Him away at the same time. But I need to remember that no matter how much I push Him away, He is always trying to pull me closer. And He will use whatever is necessary to reach me (and you). Let Him reach you. Let Him pull you close and tell you that you are His and you are loved. It's worth the awkward (and sometimes painful) moments in silence.
It's been a while since I have last written. And I would love to say it's just because I have been very busy. BUT, honestly, it's because I've been running... Running away from the sweet moments with God that always come with writing. I have tried to avoid the deafening sounds of the silence that leaves me vulnerable and often times scared of what God will reveal to me. I haven't wanted to truly face the emotions and thoughts that have been filling my head and heart these past several months. The silence that is here in this moment feels more like an overwhelming flood than a peaceful wave.
BUT, it's time... It's time I face the silence, and all that comes with it. It's time for me to be real and vulnerable and frankly, UGLY. God's been calling me to this quiet time for weeks. He's been wanting to connect with me, but I have found every excuse in the book to avoid it. I have run out of excuses and energy.
A lot of different things have happened in the past months that have been painful to go through. There's been loss, hurt, a sense of betrayal, struggles with parenting, struggles with health, struggles to find my place and purpose... With each moment came a sense of defeat, a feeling that my heart couldn't take another blow. I was left longing to run to God's arms. For Him to wrap His arms around me like my earthly father does, and to hold me until all seemed right again. But I felt I couldn't run to Him. For some time, I wasn't sure I could fully trust Him. I see Him as a father, but no father would ever allow for their child to get hurt. And He did (or so I felt). He knew what was coming and gave me no warning. No head's up that my life was going to change, and that change would bring heartache.
A friend helped me to see that it wasn't that God allowed these things to happen to hurt me, but to help me grow. His plans, although painful to go through sometimes, are ultimately to make me who He wants me to be. But, I still sit here in the silence uncomfortable. Awkwardly aware that this quiet time brings out the best in me AND the worst in me. The growth I have made, the insight I have gained does very little to squash the hurt and anger and utter exhaustion that stirs in my heart.
I want nothing more than to bring God my best, and only my best. So I have avoided meeting with Him because I have very little "best" to bring Him. The act of avoidance has been exhausting, fighting off the many attempts God has made to reach me. But, He is getting through to me and He's using my 4 year old son to do it.
Benjamin LOVES to sing, and he has really taken to the song "Greater" by MercyMe (which I highly recommend you all listen to). And so, he sings it incessantly. He'll be playing with his brothers and will suddenly break out in song. He wakes up singing it and goes to sleep singing it. We have watched the music video more times than I can count. The song has become a nonstop musical number in my head. I never really listened to the words. But as he continued to sing it over and over and over again, I began to listen to what he was singing. (It's very hard to ignore a cute 4 year old singing!)
"Bring your doubts
And bring your fears
Bring your hurt
And bring your tears
There'll be no condemnation here
You are holy, righteous and redeemed"
I have been avoiding connecting with God because all I really had in my heart was doubt, and fear, and hurt. All very ugly things. And the song reminds me that God wants me to bring those things to Him. He won't condemn me or judge me. He just wants to hold me, and love me, and remind me that I am His. It's taken a 4 year old little boy singing to bring me back to this quiet time. To not be afraid to bring my ugliness into the silence. And to not be afraid of what the silence will bring for me.
We all have times in our lives where we long for God and yet push Him away at the same time. But I need to remember that no matter how much I push Him away, He is always trying to pull me closer. And He will use whatever is necessary to reach me (and you). Let Him reach you. Let Him pull you close and tell you that you are His and you are loved. It's worth the awkward (and sometimes painful) moments in silence.
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