Tag: a relationship with God

To Be Found

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In November 2020, I wrote down 3 things to keep in mind for 2021. One has come to pass, and I’m working on the second one, but that third one is a daily ‘wait and see’.

I’m not the easiest person to love. I douse my front porch with glitter, and was recently granted permission to do the same to my neighbors driveway, so Barb is glittering up the neighborhood. I noticed the other day, I was showering with soap in the shape and smell of birthday cake.

You may think I’m kidding, but nope.

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What was the third thing I wrote down? To fall in love.

Dating apps have become entertainment for me, and I poke fun at myself on FaceBook. Last week, a girlfriend of mine was cheering me on for still being in the dating arena. We chatted and she shared that she stopped looking about a year ago. I cannot leave the dating arena yet because I made this tiny little deal with God. For me to fall in love, I had to be willing to put myself out there to be found.

God realizes I live a fairytale lifestyle, but this a time He told me ‘no’. I fully expected my person to walk up to my front door holding my favorite cup of coffee, but that hasn’t happened. I know in my heart there is someone for me, but the odds are they’re not going to knock on the door. However, I do catch myself checking out every delivery person, just in case.

That was the first step, and it was a scary one, but I’m determined to be fearless in putting myself out there to be found.

Keep It Simple

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You can create space for simplicity in many areas of your life. This doesn’t mean you’re a simple person; it just means you have chosen to live simply. That could also say, “To simply live.”

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In 2014, I had a farm where I raised exotic chickens and mini pigs. This one perched on my arm was my favorite. Her name is Reese. I could spam you with pictures right now of the most beautiful chickens you’ve ever seen, but I won’t. That door of my life closed two years ago, but that didn’t stop me from trying to resurrect it.

I loved this season and raising these beautiful birds! It was a lot of work, but it brought me and others a lot of joy. When I moved out here, the house has a fenced in side yard, and the owners of the home mentioned it had been used for chickens.

Yep! I got chickens again. Did it bring me joy? For about a week. When God closes a door, lock it and throw away the key. My daughter found the chickens a good home last week.

It feels good to fall back on familiarity.

I knew what it was like to raise chickens and thought it would be fun again. There was no joy in it this time around.

Let’s just keep it simple.

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