Fear

Innocent Bystander {Into the Word Wednesday}

I’ll be honest.  My stomach has been in knots since hearing about the explosions in Boston.

It’s another one of those events that becomes a permanent fixture in your mind.  Remembering that I was home from school with the flu the day the Challenger exploded.  Recalling the events of 9/11, realizing the mom of the family I cared for was flying that day, then waiting several hours to hear from her.

I’m sad that sometimes I hear about an event like this and I’m no longer surprised.

I will be honest.  My first reaction to the news wasn’t shock.  I was angry.  So out-of-my-mind angry that something like this happened again.

Then…

I saw the photo of the beautiful 8 year old boy that and instantly broke down.  The anger was quickly replaced with compassion.  I can not even imagine what his family is going through. 

If you are a parent of a young child, I’m sure you felt the same.  I thought of my own little ones.  I thought of how I’d feel if either of them were an innocent bystander in such a tragedy.  I’m leaning on this verse this week.

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Dreams, Fears, & Leading by Example

So, it’s official!

For a while now I’ve been taking notes, slowly working on the outline for a book.

Well, a few nights ago it felt right to start the actual writing process.  Instead of snippets of ideas, there were actual words, sentences, and paragraphs full of the thoughts that have been taking root for the past few years.

It took less than an hour to have several pages written in several different chapters.

I’ve waited.  Why?  I’m not of all of the reasons but I’m positive fear was a huge part of it.  Perhaps now the time is right.  Perhaps all that is inside is just finding its way out.

I tell you straight out that I do not know what will come of it.  Maybe something, maybe nothing.  For now, I plan to write and see what happens.

Let’s talk friend to friend for a minute.

Have you ever felt as though you may start something and not finish it?  Or not be good enough?  Or not have the time to commit to it?  So nervous and afraid of these things that you don’t share any of the ideas you have swimming around in your head.

Me too.

It can be difficult to come out and share your dreams with others.  Your fears, too, for that matter.

I was inspired to come out about one of my biggest dreams.  Inspired by this post from a dear friend.  Monica came right out and said something purely amazing.  She said this, ‘but you know what the consequence is for pursuing dreams so fearfully and quietly? We lose dreamers.’

After sitting down and starting the real bones of an actual book, I thought about not telling a single soul.  I thought about working on it quietly and if anything came of it, I’d share.

Then I realized this would be the exact wrong thing to do.  You see, we have two of the most amazing children in the entire world.  What kind of example am I setting by not even trying?  What kind of conversations will we have 30-40 years from now when I’m filled with regret over the things I didn’t pursue?

I know I’m not the only parent that truly believe their children will grow up and accomplish great things.  Just a few weeks ago I had yet another conversation with a very precocious little guy about trying something new.  I remember telling him that it’s okay if he’s not good at something as long as he gives it his all.  His all includes asking for help, practicing, and above all else, actually trying.

So, here I am, living out loud starting now.

I’m not going to simply have these conversations while they are growing up.  I’m going to show them that it’s okay to try, to succeed, or to fail.  I’m going to show them all of this through leading by example.

Are you with me? 

What is your dream?  To grow a generation full of dreamers, it’s going to start with us!  <— tweet

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Bare {5 Minute Friday}

Sometimes it’s difficult. 

Once in a while the words are right there on the tip of my tongue yet my fingers don’t seem to work. 

Could it be? 

The idea of my thoughts sitting there as bare as can be for all the world to see.  The act of opening up my soul is sometimes intimidating. 

There are unanswered questions like:

  • What will the reaction be? 
  • Will anyone even read it? 
  • Will it be helpful and encouraging? 
  • Will someone take offense? 
  • Will it be the most amazing piece of writing I’ve ever created? 

So I decided long ago that I write with purpose for Him and for me.  Knowing my words are being absorbed is just a bonus! 

If you have a yearning to bare your soul and share your story, please know that you will have an audience. 

Even if it’s just you and Him, (and me). 

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Use Your Story {Into the Word Wednesday}

I have a very special post for you today! 

Jamie from Loving When It Hurts is here to share. 

Loving When It Hurts

I couldn’t keep this held back any longer.  I know many of you that follow our Into the Word Wednesday link ups will be encouraged and changed by what she has to say.  

She is open, raw, and real. 

No more stalling!  Here she is. 

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Most of you don’t know me.

You don’t know my story.

You don’t know the path I have taken, or the choices I have made, that have made me the woman that I am today.

You don’t know that I nearly destroyed my 13 year marriage because I became a person I never thought I could become.

You don’t know that I spent 7 years of my marriage trapped in an adulterous relationship with a friend’s husband, or that when my husband found out, I turned my back on my marriage and walked away.

Sometimes I like to call myself Gomer, because I can relate so well with her life. Hosea ran after her, as she went to another man’s arms, time and time again.

But in reality, my name is Jamie, and after finally hitting the proverbial “rock bottom,” I found myself broken and alone, unsure where to turn. I had long since given up hope that the God I grew up believing in heard the cry of my heart. I had prayed for 5 years that he would release my husband from the bondage of an addiction to pornography, and time and time again, my husband turned to other women. Virtual or not, he had his own share of affairs during that time. Jesus said that simply looking at a woman lustfully is committing adultery, and my husband would tell you that he couldn’t even begin to count the number of women he looked at on the internet.

When I chose to turn around and go home to my husband, severing my affair completely, I was still upset with God. Well, no, not upset. I looked at him as something fearful. I knew my sin full well, and I believed that there was no forgiveness left for me. I knew that God forgave ALL sin, if we would just ask, but I was sure that if I asked, I would be told that my sin was too great. What I had done was too bad, and that I was far beyond the reach.

I did not know that when I returned to my husband, God would begin to woo me back to him. He used music, which has always touched my soul and made me feel alive. And he used my husband, our counselor, and a new church family to draw me back to his arms.

It has only been 9 months since I found myself face down at the feet of Jesus. Letting my walls down and letting go of my fear of God’s wrath was the hardest thing I have ever done. I would never have guessed then that I would be sitting here today, sharing a small part of my story with you.

The blessings that come from a life completely surrendered to Christ are innumerable. I cannot even begin to write in one post all that God has done for me since I chose to fight for my marriage, and to accept his love and forgiveness.

I guess what I really want to say today is that whatever path you are on, whatever your story is, allow God to use it. Be honest. Be transparent. Don’t let fear or the enemy’s lies prevent you from sharing your struggles with someone else. You never know when a person might need to hear exactly what you have to say. And when you are open to what God wants to do through you, the blessing will overflow. That is a promise!

Proverbs 3:3-5

Let love and faithfulness never leave you;
bind them around your neck,
write them on the tablet of your heart.
Then you will win favor and a good name
in the sight of God and man.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to him,
and he will make your paths straight.

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–Join my co-hostesses and I this week for Into The Word Wednesday!

Becky at Tales of Beauty for Ashes

Sarah at Fontenot Four

Kelly at The Houtz House Party

Falen at Upward Not Inward

Kelly at Exceptionalistic (looks like you found me!)

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1. Link up about something you are learning this week.

2. Follow all hostesses via GFC or Google +.

3. Grab a button to put on your blog – the more the merrier! Check out our sweet new button…

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Quiet {5 Minute Friday}

Peace and quiet.

Do they really go hand in hand? 

I love the idea of peace and quiet but I rarely have the quiet with peace.

The to-do lists, the wish lists, the wish-I-had-time-to-do lists.  <— Tweet this

For me it’s easier to avoid the quiet.  To stay busy so the thoughts don’t come knocking.  The short term thoughts like what to make for dinner.  The long term thoughts on how to get the kids through college. 

I’m working on embracing the quiet but in all honestly I’ve not yet figured that part out.  You see, deep down in the heart of the quiet is where my deepest fears lie.  The fear of inadequacy.   The fear of the past.   The fear of the future.

I refuse to live in fear, therefore I rarely brave the quiet.  I drown out the quiet with the radio mostly.  Often, even the sound of the keys on my computer are enough to keep the quiet away. 

One of these days I’ll brave it, embrace it, live it. and love it. 

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Linking up with Lisa Jo for 5 Minute Friday!!

A little late publishing it but I did finish it on Friday just before midnight.  Forgive me?

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