God’s Not Done

Yesterday, I was pondering God’s plan for my life. I wanted to know I’m on the right path. If I’m really doing what God wants me to do.

Well my daring, there’s one thing I do know.

Either way, He’s going to use it for our good and His glory. It’s all part of a greater plan.

In particular I was thinking of my Chemo treatments for Breast Cancer. It was scary enough having Breast Cancer, but Chemo was the worst thing I’ve ever been through. Toward the end of my treatment I wasn’t sure I was going to make it, but God pulled me through.

It felt like Chemo was killing me, but God was using Chemo to kill the Cancer, not me.

Looking back I can say, “Breast Cancer was the best thing that ever happened to me.” It brought me heart to heart with the King himself.

I woke up this morning at 5:30 am.

It’s a new day, so God’s not done.

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It’s On Them

I receive strange looks at the pizza place.

People don’t know how to respond when they see me standing behind the counter. I’ve been asked by customer’s, “Why are you here?”

The only answer that fits is, “It’s all God.”

When we pray to be used by Him, be willing to just do it. I’ve questioned why I’m there many times, but now I’m starting to see why.

To interact with actual people.

Working from home has it’s positives and negatives. I love the time freedom it offers, but I interact with people through email.

Over time, I lost my actual people skills.

Being a writer, I can respond to emails all day long, but when was the last time I gave someone a hug, or laughed so loudly it echoed in the room? I was comfortable sitting at my desk, which is a big red flag for God.

It seems when I’m comfortable in life, I’m not doing His will because that is usually scary!

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I posted this on my Letitgocoach FB page.

For my stat loving peeps, it’s received almost 800 reactions, but what’s interesting is the shares. It’s been shared over 600 times.

The struggle with self worth is real.

Lastnight, a man made a sad attempt at conversation while waiting on his food.

He said, “I guess they’ll hire anybody here.”

I raised my eyes to him and could feel them light up with God’s love as I gave him a smile. He began stuttering trying to back his way out.

Know your worth my darling.

If they can’t see it, it’s on them.

Someday’s You’re Living

My daughter backed her Jeep into my truck.

It was my mistake for leaving it sitting there.

I hadn’t pulled all the way into my side of the driveway. My daughter was with me at the time and I was trying to leave her extra room to get out of the truck. The tree branches are taking over. We forgot it was sitting there when she backed out the following morning. 😦

She was upset, but I wasn’t bothered. It hurt her Jeep more than my truck. Her Jeep is relatively new, and Steve, (my truck) is ten years old.

Walking through the house this morning I noticed it’s time to vacuum. I’m pretty sure I just did a couple of days ago. Big white dog is shedding like a mad dog, but you know what?

He’s worth every hair I walk through.

I’ve dropped the ball on a few things this week, but I’m living. Just living life through the bumps, scrapes and vacuum bag full of dog hair.

A few days later, my daughter still felt guilty for backing into my truck. I told her, “I love you more than Steve.” She gasped and asked, “Was that ever in question?” We both laughed, but there was a day, when she was small, that I wouldn’t have driven him until he was fixed.

Leave evidence that someday’s you’re living.

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A Good Idea

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Send it Back

The peony is almost out of season.

I love this flower. It has layers of petals and to watch them slowly unfold brings contentment. My life is so simple that I’m entertained by watching peonies open before my eyes. 🙂

A nearby store carries them, but supply is getting low, so I bought what they had.

When I woke up the next day and walked by the coffee table, I stopped and stared.

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They had burst open during the night.

The store offers a 5 day guarantee on flowers. If they don’t open properly you can return them.

I found the receipt, placed them in a bag and took them back to the store. The florist remembered me from the day before.

She didn’t have any fresh peonies, but suggested I take a look around. Nothing screamed, ‘take me home’, so I went to a cashier for the return.

That was a first. Returning dead flowers.

That’s another level of a beautiful life. Knowing what doesn’t belong and to lovingly send it back.

Feel the Music

When my daughter first started driving, we lived in the country. There was no traffic unless she took a major highway to visit her Dad or friends.

She learned to take the back roads.

The advice I offered was, “Let as many people out as possible. If you see someone that needs to enter the lane in front of you, let them.” That’s good karma and it will come back to you.

Now we live where there’s lots of traffic. She was hesitant when she needed to pull out, but I told her, “Look for a truck. They will let you out.”

Especially a Chevy or Ford! 🙂

Y’all people drive pick up trucks.

My daughter shakes her head at how country I can be sometimes. She says I need to hide my crazy better, but it’s fun being a Y’all people.

Embrace Some Change

My favorite part of my daughter being away on weekends is taking up the entire driveway. I park smack in the middle. I sleep similarly, by spreading out and taking up the entire bed.

I’m not afraid to be alone. I quite enjoy it.

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From my daughter. Shake it. It’s full of glitter.

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I spent the weekend decluttering our home.

As we grow and change from within, it’s natural for our surroundings to change. I packed up items we weren’t using, but wished to keep. Moved pictures and small items to new locations. The biggest change was the coffee bar.

I moved it to another part of the house.

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Sign under mirror says, “You are gold baby. Solid Gold.”

Our coffee bar is mainly tea and what was once the coffee bar is now wide open space.

Don’t panic. The Chemex is in the kitchen. 🙂

When my daughter returns home she knows she will see changes made. She almost expects it.

They may be obvious, or it might be in the tiniest of details. Now, she looks around eagerly for the changes. She moved her room around last week.

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To raise our children to be self sufficient adults. That’s the goal. Be the change. Move stuff around in your environment and soul.

She knows I love her, but she also sees me enjoying being alone. Embrace the change.