They Call Me Blondie

And we find ourselves asking yet again; "is the life I lead the life that longs to live in me?” When we know we’re called to higher, and in a moment of complete surrender we tell Him “I will go wherever you lead — ” I wonder how many of us actually understand what this means?   Or if they’re really just foxhole prayers? We cry out for a “fix” and a solution to the season we’re in, because we’re desperate for an answer or direction, but when we don’t receive the ‘revelation’ we hoped for, we just continue forward with our lives just as they are??    I’ve heard the saying “ comfort is the enemy of achievement”  in the fitness world a dozen or more times, which thankfully I guess is true; for fitness so you push beyond comfort levels to see achievement.     But think back to your personal life and the decisions you’ve made throughout your years.  How many times would you say you made decisions based off of how ‘safe’ they were?...

So we just finished an excellent topical teaching on "greater than". . . The typical sermon that one would expect to hear on Easter Sunday didnt have a chance with what we experienced today. And Im still having a difficult time articulating it. You see, a few weeks ago, we were introduced to the idea of "greater than"  My God is greater than... and then one would finish the statement. "My God is greater than...         ...my struggling marriage"         ...my addiction to alcohol"         ...my obsession with anxiety and gossip         ...my parkinsons         ...my sister's abusive husband         ...my fear of pregnancy going bad         ...my eating disorder         ...our fight for our kids         ...our athiest and god-condeming work environment" ...a...

I stumbled out of bed this am as the alarm blared for the 2nd time. This time, even louder as I was not in dreamland any longer; each time the alarm went off it seemed to yell with each beep. GET. OUT. OF. BED. THIS. IS. YOUR. LAST. ALARM. BEFORE. I. JUMP. OFF. YOUR. DRESSER. AND. ONTO. YOUR. BED.  (I felt like it was one of the old black and white Disney cartoons when the cow becomes the bullhorn and the rest of the farm animals run around with barnyard sounds and pots & pans clanging)   Ok, okay… it wasn't that bad. BUT, I Hadn't had a full night's rest after tossing and turning throughout the night, and I was still trying to complete the somewhat odd dream I had during my sleep. If you could even call it that.   And so out of bed, into the bathroom, splashed water on my face, and in a half awake/half not, I hopped down the stairs towards the laundry room so I could snag my clean laundry and start getting ready for the day.  With the cold of the morn...