Keeping fit and healthy used to be something I thought was for ‘those people’ - you know the ones that somehow love exercise and vegetables naturally? I can say that these things do not come to me naturally, therefore I felt I could exclude myself from doing this. But this year, something changed...
So as Storm Emma was in full flow on Friday it kind of felt quite timely for me. The storm disrupted everything and was pretty wild - it meant a lot of things were cancelled, things did not go as planned. I guess that’s kind of what my life feels like. This poem just ended up coming out of me - it’s about feeling frustrated about life not going the way you want it to and not seeing your hopes and dreams fulfilled but still clinging on to hope.
You know that program, Extreme Makeover? While you're away, a team of people come to your house and totally redesign, rebuild and remodel it. Well, this is kind of like that - except not.
Of course God wants to take everything you're carrying and transform it. But He's not about to come in without your permission to the darkest, most painful places in your heart and start tearing down walls and renovating!
In a world where women are encouraged and advertised to filter, contour and cosmetically alter their appearances - it's hard to match up to the standards of beauty that we're being presented.
Now, I'm not exactly the poster child for 'natural beauty'. Okay, so I don't wear make up but I constantly dye my hair and I have multiple tattoos and body piercings. But I don't believe that any of these things take away from my natural beauty.
Imagine if everything you've ever said, done, thought or felt was known publically. It'd be like being on Big Brother, which is bad enough. But way worse. All those things you thought about your Mum in anger. All those times you picked your nose. All those times you've snoozed your alarm and been 'late' to Uni.
But I'm sure I'm not the only one who's actions have come back to bite them on the butt. Am I right?
Would you consider yourself #blessed? Do the people around you tell you that you are? What about your best friends? So many times we see this word following statements of joy, of success and prosperity but do we even know what the standalone word means, without a hashtag attached to it?
Have you ever had a sick day from school or work and had such a nice day that you're in no rush to go back the next day - so you milk it and take an extra day off? Nah, me neither.
Let me start by apologising for my lack of appearance on the blog recently. After spending each day writing and uploading a blog post - I took a week off to spend some time processing some family news. Don't worry - no one is dying. But I can definitely say that I'm in a 'season of change' without attempting to sound super-spiritual and ungenuine.
You're probably not going to like this, but I can't image you'd be surprised to find out - I'm not really big on Disney Princesses. I mean, I get why some women are into it - singing all the time, dancing with household objects, best friends with a lobster and no real royal responsibilities.
But I'm not keen on the idea of a lifetime to spend being a person of stature with no personal direction other than to spend forever living 'happily'...I've not got the right resting face for that! I don't have the singing voice for it either!
often when God stirs someone to share - it's often a issue, sin or lesson He wants them to personally recognise first and give over to Him. We need to uphold them and encourage them to not only 'preach it' but to live out this wisdom.
Today I need you to do this for me as I share this one with you.
Have you ever felt like you're not living the calling that God has put on your life? Maybe you've got a burning desire to get involved in mission, ministry, creative evangelism or even in youth work! But despite your desire...you're holding back.
I perpetually feel as though winter is coming. In my mind August = Autumn. I have been layering up for two months. I have cold toes all year round, which may say something more about my circulation than the weather but nonetheless - I do not like to feel the cold. I always carry a coat just in case - because I hate being caught cold off guard.
Yesterday was a busy day. Let me tell you about it...
I woke up at 7, drove to town and started work at 8am. I put my head down and worked really hard until 11am when I had a visitor. My visitor was a lady who had come to do a Workplace Assessment*. After she left I went back to work until 5pm and then got on my moped and spent an hour driving home in the heavy traffic and even heavier rain.
In our society we are told that being beautiful = looking perfect.
In my life I’ve felt the pressure of these messages: that you must be thin but not too thin, have a flat stomach but curve in the right places and you can’t be too short but not too tall either. Oh and you must have flawless skin, great eyebrows, perfectly slender noses and smooth, thick silky hair too! So not too much to measure up to, huh?!
It's the weekend! Hooray! Does this mean you're sat in bed watching Netflix like me? Or maybe you're still recovering from a wild night? Or maybe you're up, the chores are done and you're ready to take on the weekend? You go, girl.
Have you ever had someone treat you badly and retaliated? Sometimes it feels pointless and painful, like bringing a knife to a gun fight right? But doesn't it always hurt, even if you crush your opponent?
Because, we were made for self-control. But when we're provoked and lash out, we let someone else tell us the appropriate way to behave. We give over our sense of self, to them. It hurts because we lose sight of our identity, even if briefly.
I never could when I was younger. It would some how spill out. Or I'd end up storing it away - if that person upset me, I'd have leverage to make them be nice to me again. I can't tell you what everyone else thought - but I don't think I was a very good friend as a kid.
Who among us women, have heard about the infamous 'Wife of Noble Character'? She is the Proverbs 31 woman. Second only to Jesus, she is the epitome of what we're encouraged to emulate as Christian women.
I am super passionate about communicating this to people. A lot of the time with the situations and circumstances that we find ourselves in we can feel like we just don’t have a choice. Now, I’m not saying choices are always straightforward and easy to make - they aren’t. But I believe that we always have a choice, one that is ours to make...
I am 5 feet and 4 inches tall. I am smaller than most of the people I know. Children in the youth group I lead are taller than me and half my age. I am now 28 years old and I know that I will not grow any higher...in fact, I'm pretty sure it won't be long before I start shrinking!!
It's not easy to hold your tongue when you're actually feeling angry, is it? And what happens when you stop trying to cover your insults up with a 'only messing' at the end? What happens when you're fuelled by your anger and you completely let loose on someone?