Writing Again

I promised my sister before she left (more on that later) that I would start blogging again... So here it goes:

So many things in my life haven't turned out how I expected they would... Its funny to even say that because I don't remember ever setting specific expectations and timelines but there were probably vague ones (I don't know if any of us can avoid them). 

This summer has been interesting along those lines, there have been moments of absolute contentment mixed with days of extreme dissatisfaction almost to the point where I've felt a little crazy only to step back and realize the key word: "felt". Oh, those feelings... They can get us in so much trouble! 

Sometimes they're great, like when they indicate something is wrong and you dig a little deeper to find the truth that sheds light on the issue or when you're so happy you're smiling so hard your  cheeks start hurting. But most of the time I take a feeling and make it a truth instead of just letting it be the indicator or catalyst that pushes me to Truth. 

It's kind of like this weather we've been having. I'm from Texas and because it's September and because someone, somewhere is experiencing fall and because our favorite pumpkin spice latte is back at Starbucks and because seriously, it's been hot for FOREVER we feel it should be cold outside (or at least below the 100 mark). But it's not, it's hovering around 105 all this week. Now I have a choice, because of that vague expectation that coolness should begin September 1st (I'm going to go ahead and blame my 2nd grade teacher and her pretty calendar for that one) I could feel entitled to fall. Entitled and slightly disappointed when I'm still in the same season as last month while others have moved on. Or I could grab a pumpkin spice frappuccino, don a grateful smile and head to the pool. 

I'm learning to fight the feelings that tell me I'm not where I want to be or thought I would be by now, I'm learning not to look around and compare and I'm learning to look first to the One who created me. He knows what He's doing and my life is much more trustworthy in His hands than it could ever be in mine. I'm choosing that, daily.

So wherever you are right now, I hope you'll join me in surrendering the pen to the Author of life, surrender those vague or specific expectations and trust that He has something far greater. Take Him as a man of His word; He knows the plans He has for you, He promises to do much more than we could ask, think or imagine and He will give us the desires of our hearts as we delight in Him. Life is much better when I live in that place of surrender, I hope it is for you too!

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