Thursday, April 11, 2013

A short person with a long story

Photo Credit: Richard Robards

I wake up every morning pen in hand to continue writing my story. These are the pages of my life. No, I am not sitting behind a desk and typing a book to later be published. I am working, sweating and pursuing my dreams because life is not chance or happenstance, it is what we decide to make of it.

I want a life full of enthusiasm. A Life full of dream pursuit and encouragement. A life lived for family and of being a mommy. A life exploding with passion and abounding with joy.

Enthusiasm: "Do everything enthusiastically as something done for the Lord and not for man." Colossians 3:23

Dreams: "When there’s no vision, the people get out of control, but whoever obeys instruction is happy." Proverbs 29:18

Encouragement: "Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable--if there is any moral excellence and if there is anything worthy of praise--dwell on these things." Philippians 4:8

Family and mommy: "She gets up while it is still dark; she provides food for her family and portions for her servant girls.  She considers a field and buys it; out of her earnings she plants a vineyard. She sets about her work vigorously; her arms are strong for her tasks." Proverbs 31:15-17

Joy: "A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones." Proverbs 17:22

With pen in hand, dreams abounding and a Jesus pursuit underway I will write my story. Not alone, because I would only fail time after time. A story of striving to reach potential only leaves me exhausted.

"When the Spirit of truth comes, He will guide you into all the truth." John 16:13
As a screw up, I tend to yearn for the One who knows all truth to mentor me while I live my story.

Pens can be different colors black, blue, red, green or any color ones heart desires. My story is like none other and has a color all its own. Some days I climb mountains victoriously and others days I swing in the valley.

Going through the roughness makes me tough. Going through victories make me thankfully.

Every life story is written with a pen, not a pencil. What has been done is inerasable. Every chapter is lived once. I want the utmost of each word, each smile and every thought--my life will be pursuing the utmost from the utmost Authority.

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