Do you ever wonder about the real important?
Today I couldn’t stop thinking.
What is life? What are we to do with life?
Sometimes I just get confused. I read blogs about families in the midst of trials and tragedy. I don’t understand why so much sorrow in life. I don’t understand. I don’t understand. I don’t understand. Then I read blogs about everyday. About muffins, and scheduling and parenting. I love them. But then my brain hurts trying to rationalize the two extremes.
I get up and live my life. I raise my children and love my husband. I love and live for the Lord. I teach them about the Lord. I help others. I pray. I work. I play and laugh. I cry. I write.
And then tomorrow I do it again.
Am I missing something?
Or is this just life?
Then I wonder. About blogging. And writing. I read a post about an idea being taken from one person who felt slighted that appropriate kudos wasn’t given back to her. I wonder some more — who owned the idea? The words? Then that confuses me more. I write about faith, and life, and homeschooling, and reality, and a large family. What’s mine? Do we as bloggers own the phrasing? And does it really truly matter?
Or am I to write just to write?
Isn’t life about glorifying the Father in all I do? In those moments where my house is in chaos? When I’m driving in the car as the January snow falls to the ground? Or when I stand in front of the stove making dinner for my family of nine? How about when I rock my 15 month old to sleep? Or laugh with my nine year old? Or cry when I read a blog where a child just died? Or when I help a man with no money at the gas station? Or even when I fold laundry? Or sweep?
Is it in writing? And being real?
Sometimes I just get confused.
Then I look at His Word.
There’s hope in trials, peace in a storm, and content to be found in the everyday.
A beautiful life doesn’t need to be packaged perfectly.
It’s just letting go.
Not worrying.
About numbers, or wording, or if my life measures up.
Because, really, my life is to be lived for the Lord.
When I think this way then my brain hurts less.
And my heart swells with hope.
Content.
(curious about the first picture? it’s a pic of a bush in our front yard taken during the latest snowstorm. blurred out like I felt)
16 comments
My thoughts exactly…
A-MEN! Something God has been driving home with me is that it’s not all about me anyway – I want to be edifying in all I do. I want to glorify Him in pen and in keyboard alike. I want my children to remember their Momma as a contented woman who loved much, compared none, worried less and gave thanks to Whom all blessings flow from — often.
Amen. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
It’s good to know I’m not the only one that struggles with the extremes of life. I think about things like this so often.
I love your heart and how you communicate your innermost thoughts. I pray that I always do what I do to bring Glory to the Lord and never for the praises of others.
my brain hurts the same way.
life is messy and beautiful, all at once!
i read a quote by Beth Moore that goes something like this: perfectionism is a symptom of insecurity. i couldn’t agree more. i guess i’m learning to find security in Him and to let go of the strivings of this world that help me appear “put together.” i think i totally just chased a rabbit. but hey, rabbits are cute. : )
thank you for being real.
Oh my goodness YES!!! You said it perfectly at the end….”letting go”…that’s where Jesus can step in and our thinking clears right up. Our hearts stop aching. We find the peace and calm from confusion in Jesus.
That’s exactly what I’ve been having to do with the planning, or rather not planning where this next baby will be born. Soo many try and give me their worries with questions of danger, oh my’s!, what if’s and then I ache. It’s only when I return to Jesus and His care and promise to me that I find complete peace and rest 🙂
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I am glad you have found that contentment. Lovely post
So with ya on this one! Once Hannah designed my blog, I thought, “Oh, my gosh, the first post has to be perfect”! I got cold feet, I was afraid I wouldn’t spotlight Hannah enough for all the work she put into my blog…as I waited and waited to put up the first post, I realized how silly I was being!! I love the Beth Moore quote in Carissa’s comment that perfectionism is a form of insecurity…boy, do I know all about that!!! Last night, while on a date with hubby, he said, JUST POST IT ALREADY!!!! So I did…and here your post has completely described exactly what I’ve been feeling!
I think the enemy would love to make each one of us who blog an read blogs to feel belittled and not measuring up by what we write and what we read. He wants us to SHUTUP, so this is his way of trying to do that. I went thru this myself recently, cut all my writing and reading except for the bible for a while so that that was my only measuring tool as to how I was doing. I began to heal and feel like I could step out again without feeling less than all of the time, content as you said. Great post, and speaks to us
Well, after reading this I have decided that in your “spare time” you should consider writing a book. You have the most beautiful way with words and strike a chord in my heart with each entry.
May you always have joy in the journey.
Beautifully written! Thank you, my friend…I needed that today.
Know that you’re in my thoughts and prayers!
Psalms 17:6-7 I have called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God: incline thine ear unto me, and hear my speech. Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust in thee from those that rise up against them.
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Came over to visit you from my friend Cinnamon’s place & what a blessing! Thanks for the great & well “worded”…sharing of wisdom!
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~Lori
so how do we focus on the lord and live in this world? its so confusing. i know god doesnt want us to feel at home here but we still have to pay the bills, ya know? i dont know how to make it work, my brain is mushy.
my prayers are with your family. i came from lowercase…so i’m just getting up to date. hope Samuel is on the mend.