A New Year.
A time for resolutions and renewed goals and brand new goals and new dreams and so on and so forth...
A new year is usually very exciting for me.
I love the list of endless possibilities; the idea that I could completely transform myself into the picture in my head of the wife, mother, person I want to be.
This year...
not so much.
Along with those lists of goals and dreams and possibilities, comes a list of expectations for myself.
And when I don't meet them,
I feel like a failure.
And that's no fun.
My mom and little sister came to visit over the holidays and we all got sick.
We were sick 90% of the time they were here.
Kind of a bummer, huh?
However, all the sick time gave us a lot of talk time.
My mom and I had one particular conversation that has changed me, encouraged me, renewed my sense of contentment with myself and my life.
I was going on and on about the picture in my head of what I wanted my life to look like.
What kind of house, how many kids, what kind of routine and schedule would be ideal for me.
She listened with graciousness before she opened her mouth and said,
"Where did that picture come from?"
"Me," I replied. "It's been there since I was 15."
"I know," she said. "And now you're 28, and you have this life and this house and this number of kids and it really doesn't look like you thought it would. It looks like God thought it should. And it's time to be happy with this."
WOAH!
Now maybe for some of you, that's not a life changing statement. But for me, it rocked my world and brought me relief and peace. PEACE.
And it's not that I'm not HAPPY with my life. I am. I love my husband and my girls and my home. But I've struggled with the completeness of it all, or the lack thereof.
But God is sovereign. And I can put a whole heapin' pile of expectations and plans on my life, but if they're not in accordance with what God's plans are for me well, I'm just running in place aren't I?!?
And when I stop to think about what my plans were versus what He gave me, I feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude.
I'm one truly stinkin' blessed lady.
And I'm ready to erase those synthetic pictures in my head and really wait for the path that the Lord leads me to instead.
Because His path, is a good path.
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