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It’s Ok

I haven’t written for awhile, not really sure why. Nothing bad has happened, nothing super amazing has happened, just the same day-in-day-out. Everyone goes through it, the hustle and bustle of family, work, activities, commitments, trying to keep up with everything at home while trying to feel good about myself. There are times it’s just chaotic!

I have been working on my book, not my first book but my other book, the piece that’s coming together nicely; the first book needs a lot of rework. It’s ok though, I’m good with letting it sit for awhile before tearing it apart to only make it better. My goal to write something everyday on my site thenextchapter.com has fallen by the wayside. I keep telling myself that it’s ok, if inspiration hits for my latest book then write… and write… and write!

I have found myself kind of blah about things, not overly enthusiastic but not negative either. Just going through the motions. I actually had a person tell me that I was negative just because I gave an honest answer. Hey, if you didn’t want to hear it then don’t tell me that you want my honest opinion. Oh, and they’re upset with me too because I disagreed with them, they’re trying to chop my head off. Oh my, I’m not always gong to agree with you nor you with me. It’d be an awful world if we all just said yes. It’s ok though, I did nothing wrong; they’re just upset that someone actually had guts to stand on their own.

I have been looking closely at the job boards again. Not that I’m leaving my current position anytime soon, heck who knows after disagreeing with a coworker, but I know that where I’m at now isn’t where I’ll be in the days to come. It’s ok though, my ultimate goal is to have my book published and that it’s a best seller. A book tour and promoting my work would be a dream come true, but in the meantime I’ll stay the course, continue my work and keep my out for the next opportunity.

I have been learning to say no. Really, it’s just something that I don’t like to tell people when they ask for my help. I get myself into scheduling crunches, deadline crunches, overload with personal commitment crunches… my work is always done, done well and I come through each and every time, but sometimes the stress is just too much to continue to handle. It’s ok though, I can say no and people don’t get mad, they just have to ask someone else.

James 1: 2-4: Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.

 

Now What?

Well, today was the day. At 6:43 a.m. my first Fitbit band bit the dust! It’s amusing, and I have to share in hopes that it will make you laugh too. I hold on to everything. No, I’m not a hoarder, I don’t think there is always a need to be buying. Eleven months ago I purchased a Fitbit because it’s just not enough to track my runs through my Nike+ running ap, I also need to keep track of the number of steps each beyond those from my morning run. Yep, pure craziness! The one thing I refused to purchase was an additional band.

About two months ago I noticed that one of the straps was loose, and as long as I re-positioned it, my Fitbit was still secure. I knew the inevitable would happen; I would be forced to purchase at least one new band. Ugh! Now I have to spend money. (I am laughing. As much as I hate spending money on frivolous things I genuinely enjoy Internet shopping or at least Internet browsing.)

So I was prepared for the fateful Fitbit band biting the dust day. I spent time perusing the Internet for a selection of fashionable bands, and oh my, I hit the Jackpot! Of course, the seller that was my demise was on Amazon as they have everything and at bargain prices, plus FREE SHIPPING!!!

As I neared the end of my run this morning, I could feel the band loosen, and this time there was no way to save it. The original black band has been sturdy and reliable after spending 11 months and nearly 900 miles on my wrist as we ran many streets and trails. I bid thee farewell as I don one of my new fashionable bands. Thank you old friend for seeing me through runs in the snow, wind and rain, and a few close calls with wildlife as well as sitting in blistering heat and dealing with being covered by dirt and agri-lime as we enjoyed every minute of travel ball this summer. What a GREAT run we had!

Psalm 16:11: You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

Have You Ever Wondered

If it were easy, we’d never grow, we’d never discover ourselves, we’d never follow the path that He’s guiding us down. How do we make the choices of love, careers, friends, and even our lifestyle? Some people seem to be born with the golden spoon, everything they say or do, flawless, money to spend, money to burn, the home that is worth millions, and a life that has others green with envy.

While others live paycheck to paycheck, always working hard for every penny, never knowing if they’ll have enough for groceries, never enough extra in the paycheck to purchase a want or even pay for the unexpected.

How does this happen? I’ll never forget the time I listened to two men tell their stories of how they tithe. It was fascinating to listen to the older man, who had worked hard all of his life to provide for his family. He and his wife lived a comfortable life, their children grown and on their own; however, what was interesting is that this man didn’t feel it was necessary to purchase lavish homes, clothes or vehicles, nor did his family take lavish trips. Instead, he talked about loading the family into the station wagon, how his wife would pack food into the picnic basket and off they would go to enjoy time together, as a family.

Now the younger man’s story was quite opposite. He was a man of wealth, someone who craved a lavish home, clothes, vehicles, and trips; not so much quality family time. The younger man most definitely hadn’t seen hardship nor a lack of income. He even took a moment to share that his wife always tells him “not to worry, we’re very well off.” His story of tithing was not one of sacrifice or going without what he wants. His is one of his needs; first, everything else comes last.

Most of the audience reacted the same, honestly not knowing if the younger man even realized what he was saying. I found myself walking out of the building in silence, not sharing my thoughts with anyone as I could only pray that God shed some light on this man’s life.

Hebrews 13:5: Let your conduct be without covetousness, and be content with such things as you have.

Who Am I to Judge

Why are people quick to judge? We hear it every day, and we read it every day – we’re a society that’s quick to judge. Why is this so? It’s easily justified as opinion, perception or discussion regarding the situation. After all, we’re entitled to think what we want; it doesn’t hurt anyone, correct?

To judge someone else’s actions and the outcome that affects them is human nature. We’re all guilty, and without a second thought take part. Most people aren’t intentionally malicious. We find ourselves caught up in the moment, it’s a discussion with coworkers or friends, and we all have an opinion, after all, what we have to say is essential.

The other day as I read through the news, an article that had created a lot of buzz was a group of minors being caught by law enforcement with alcohol. Everywhere I went I was surprised at the various opinions people shared that knew nothing of the situation or who was involved.

The other day as I read through the news, an article that created a lot of buzz was about a group of minors being caught by law enforcement with alcohol. I was surprised at the various opinions people shared who knew nothing of the situation or who was involved. After several days of hearing stories of when others were that age, how those youngsters were only doing what teens do, and bold statements of how law enforcement doesn’t remember when they were young – I could only smile to myself.

I never once heard anyone say how maybe this was God’s way of stepping in to keep His children safe. If just if one of those youth would have been in an accident due to their intoxicated state and life was tragically lost, then the tune would have changed to where was law enforcement, and why hadn’t they stopped the teens sooner. And through all of the talk and the opinions I never once heard anyone ask where their parents were?!

Romans 2:3: Do you suppose, O man—you who judge those who practice such things and yet do them yourself—that you will escape the judgment of God?