“Even more amazing than the wonders of nature are the powers of the Spirit.” Helen Keller

It’s been a while since I’ve shown up here. The pace of a good, busy summer took over for sure. Lots of family stuff and short trips to enjoy the outdoors.

As much as I love long sunshine-y days, I wholeheartedly welcome autumn. All of it. The colors and pumpkins, the leaves and cool air. I no longer have kids to shoo out to the school bus, but still, I sense a call to this  changing rhythm. To slow down and re-group.

Yes, please.

Because life is full. Full of life.

And some of it’s really hard stuff, right? On top of that,  there’s angst and complaints and honking and tail-gating all around us. Good grief, even gas pumps talk at us now.

Alongside this racket is ~ the other busy. The stuff we like to do. Even that can become noise. It all screams for our attention, fills our brain, sets our pace, and sucks our joy.

And we forget where to focus.

But, we’re called to rest. So, we remember to prioritize our peace. Our Creator set the seasons in motion knowing we’d need a reminder to slow down. To get away from empty, jarring noise because sometimes it’s all  just too, too much.

My friend used to say, in her sweet Alabama drawl, “We gotta keep the maaiin thang, the maaiin thang.”

Yes. The main thing: Jesus. The only way to stay rooted in God’s peace and presence.

That’s what we forget to remember when worry and busy-ness toss us around. When we get caught up in the habit of  being more like God’s employee than his cherished child.*

He invites us into this ancient rhythm of changing seasons. We slow down to get quiet, to remember he’s near, and to soak in his goodness. We re-set our priorities to see what Wisdom wants to teach us. To be grateful and content. To be still. Because, right in the middle of chaos, we find a calm center.

And we don’t have to look far to see his handiwork.

Autumn. This is summer’s exhale. The seasons’ re-set. I believe God is showing us he’s not random and that we are created on purpose for  good purpose.  He wants us to know we can trust him and that he wants to meet with us. But we  resist.  Maybe we’re just distracted. Either way, our peace is fleeting.

Let’s focus on our source of abundant life and power and peace: Jesus. He really is the Main Thing.

☮❤🌻

*Brian Wangler, https://www.c1naz.org/

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Hey, Friends! Today, I want to share my story recently published in  Chicken Soup for the Soul: Grandparents. I pray your summer is going well and you’re able to get out and enjoy some fresh air and sunshine. Thanks for reading. Blessings & Peace 😎✌❤

 

There is a saying: Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the ‘present.’

~Oogway, Kung Fu Panda

 

My granddaughter Madison was three years old when my flower garden drew her in. She stood in front of a rosebush and leaned close. Cupping a Barbie-pink blossom with both hands, she nestled her face into its petals and breathed deep.

“Meema, your woses smell so so good.”

“Madison! Don’t smash it!”

I knelt in the dirt, yanking at weeds. The day before, I came home from a relaxing weekend trip to a cluttered home: toys tossed about the living room; wet towels on the bathroom floor; dirty dishes with last night’s dinner stuck to them.

So, the overdue weeding got to me. I have to do everything around here. I live with the laziest people on earth. And why am I raising my granddaughter? I, the victim. I, the under-valued. I, so sweet and blessed just yesterday at a women’s retreat. I.  I. I.

In the middle of my pity party, I realized it was a bit too quiet. Looking up, I saw a rosebush stripped almost bare. My face flushed hot. I was about to get angry.

But then I saw Madison twirl.

Her face was toward the sun and her pigtails stuck straight out. With little arms raised and her palms to the sky, silky rose petals fluttered from her hands and floated to the ground. Shades from pink to white blanketed the brown mulch and wound around the other nearly naked bushes. Dizzy from her dance, Madison wobbled and then steadied herself. Her eyes were wide-open as she admired her work.

“Oh, Meema. Isn’t it bee-u-tee-ful?”

Watching my granddaughter changed my toxic thoughts. My self-focus and snarky attitude lifted. I saw my brown-haired, blue-eyed little burst of energy as a gift. Though it was sometimes difficult and exhausting, I was blessed to tuck her in at night with stories, hugs and kisses while her daddy was deployed with the Air Force. It was a privilege to say the words she wouldn’t hear from her biological mother, who left because she wasn’t ready to be a parent.

“Yes, Madison Grace. You are absolutely beautiful.”

Like the weeds in my flower garden, life’s messes can distract me from what’s most important. If I’m not careful, in a nano-second, my blessings become burdens. When it’s all about me, I whine and blame and complain about my plans, my comfort, my happiness. But a me-centered world is quite small, and it yanks the joy right out of life.

I’ve heard, “Life isn’t made of years; it’s made of moments.”

My moments with Madison remind me to grab life with both hands, breathe deep, and be thankful. To not let difficult challenges choke out the everyday blessings. I’m reminded that roses grow back, and children grow up. Boom. Just like that. And it’s so easy to miss it.

Sometimes, I still mumble and grumble. But each morning and throughout the day, I aim to choose right thoughts and attitudes. I pause and breathe a prayer because I do not want to miss one more priceless moment.

 

 

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Last week, after I wrote about Resistance, I received this text:  “Hey, Robin. Wanna do a Facebook live interview …”  And all that Courage and Resilience I write about? Came under fire, big time.

Interview? Live? No way. 

Just say Yes 👌 

When fear tells us to say no ~ yes is the only rational answer. I knew the interview was the right thing to do. It aligned with my priorities and the path God put me on years ago.

So, we jump before we feel ready. Even a timid yes, opens a door. The scary-exciting part is walking through it.

In the days before the interview, I wish I could tell you I was in hippie mode ~ all calm and cool. There were a few brave moments and some not-so-brave ones. But, ultimately, I punched fear in the face.

Pray🙏

Be aware of God’s presence and power. Whether we talk to Him out loud or silent, ranting or composed, we need to stay connected and have very real conversations with Him. Sometimes I have to freak out to get it out. There are tears and snot and tissues and deep breaths and pacing and shaking my head and hands.

It’s okay. He understands.

Persistent prayer is our straight path to peace. I don’t always get to it right away because sometimes I let my emotions take charge. They throw me up and down and zig-zaggy, but I get there. Eventually.

Talking to God and a friend helps put fear in perspective. It shrinks resistance. It helps us see opposition as an opportunity to reclaim our resilience and our victory.

My friend, when we pray, we  choose faith over fear.

Trust 👍 

This is where we lean on God’s provision.  He gives us all we need. Always has, always will. We remember His faithfulness in our past and we know He’s already there in our future situation. Yep. He’s got it.

We also trust our self. That’s what first tripped me up with this interview thing. I’m still learning to be comfortable with my authentic self. That’s why I’m writing a book about it. Real and awkward and vulnerable is okay. We can trust our God-given design.

Then we surrender the outcome. No matter what happens, even if it’s a disaster, we learn something new. We aren’t always supposed to know how it will go. That’s why it’s called faith.

 Know 👸

“The life we live, with all its decisions and responses, reflect our understanding of who we truly are.”*

Remember who you are and Whose you are. God fights for you. Like Gideon in Judges 6:12, “The Lord is with you, Mighty Warrior.”

Resistance works against us in this journey to know our divine design. But, remember: God is with us, for us, and He equips us. At just the right time.

He’s undaunted, unchanged, and without a doubt proud to call you His Beloved Child.

Celebrate🎈

You kicked fear’s butt. Now, sit and let your victory sink in. Recognize your win and be proud of yourself.  You took back your power to live this abundant life and to move forward into your full potential.

Child of God, when resistance swoops in and your resilience is tested, declare war. Right alongside our panicked no is a peaceful yes. God orders our steps as we align with His priorities: To live large and love well.

 

“Do not be afraid, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed for I am your God. I will strengthen you. I will help you. I will uphold you with my victorious right hand. See all your angry enemies lie there confused and ashamed … I am holding you by your right hand ~ I, the LORD your God. And I say to you, “Do not be afraid, I am here to help you.” ~ Isaiah 41:10-11:13

 

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*Terry Wardle, Identity Matters: Discovering Who You Are in Christ

 

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