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Small Beginnings and an Expected End

I start this post without a clear idea of where it is going to go; much like Abraham moving forward without being aware of the destination.  Perhaps at the moment the destination is not as important as the moving forward.  Like Ricky Bobby I want to go fast, but slow and steady has been proven to be a good plan.  The cursor blinking in front of me is like the ticking of a clock mocking my inability to verbalize the complexities of my heart in a timely fashion.  What is it that I feel the need to say and will the words follow the intended trajectory?  Fear knocks at the door and all of the “what if’s” dance in my head.  Regardless, I have a purpose and I will cherish the small beginnings being confident that the thoughts that God thinks toward me are in line with His nature and character and will give me an expected end.

For I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds…Jeremiah 30:17  God gave me this scripture to hide in my heart a little over two years ago.  I longed for the words to be a reality in my life.  So much pain and so many questions from this heart that loved God so intensely.  How?  Why?  I took the words of that scripture and wrote them on a piece of paper and put them in a frame and have guarded that frame through the most vehement storms of my life to date.  I hoped, yet circumstances contradicted that hope.  Sometimes I forgot about those words for a little while or they got lost in the shuffle of my emotions, but like the sun rises so does the word of God.

For I know the thoughts I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.  Jeremiah 29:11  Although this is a familiar and heavily used scripture, it surprised me when I read it in the King James Version in comparison to any other version.  The God of heaven thinks thoughts toward me, toward you!  It’s not a haphazard explosion of God thoughts into the atmosphere landing randomly as an evolutionary happening.  It is specific thoughts sent in our specific direction.  Those thoughts are in line with His word, birthed in His character, processed in His nature and sent like a heat seeking missile toward each of us.  Our destiny begins in the thoughts of our Creator and are intended to give us an expected end.  The only way to get to that expected end is to get in line with the thoughts God thinks toward us.  My own thoughts pose limits and give me more questions than answers.  My thoughts are tiring and subject to emotional manipulation.  His thoughts toward me are of peace.  He has great expectations for me.

I love the fact that God gave me two scriptures out of order and years apart to teach me what He needed me to know.  He gave me a promise of my expected end in Jeremiah 30:17, long before it looked possible.  So though the dark night descended and the storms of life caused me to veer into the path of my own hopeless thoughts; my spirit kept fighting to access and activate His thoughts. It was spiritual warfare for my soul.  The enemy lost.  God has restored health unto me and healed me of my wounds and He thinks my expected end will be better than my small beginnings.

Perfectly Imperfect

Perfection is seemingly an honorable goal, but is it achievable? I have not figured this web building, blogging thing out yet. Watching Youtube videos on setting up WordPress and doing endless searches on each individual aspect of setting up a website is not fun. When I was a kid, my oldest brother liked taking one of us younger siblings, throwing us in the creek and yelling “sink or swim”. My fear that I would sink kept me constantly running away from the cold, crystal clear water even though the heat of the summer made me want nothing more than to swim! Blogging has taunted me in much the same way. I made my first blog page and post on June 20th and here it is July 8th and I am still running in fear of imperfection. As Dr. Phil says, “If you are gonna play the what if game, play it all the way through to the end”. So…what if I do something wrong or look uneducated, silly or just plain ignorant? When I know better I will do better! That is the beauty of imperfection. It acts boldly and humbly in its current state and accepts the next level of knowledge with grace and then uses it to become something better. Perfection is a lie hoping to remain undiscovered. Imperfection is beautiful in every moment and leaves room for everyone and anyone to rise to the occasion. It is teachable and pliable and regards everyone with the same respect. Yes, perfection may exist and be achievable, but it is an end. I prefer beginnings. I will embrace the imperfections of this blog and myself and know that it is just another moment in time and as I reach for the next moment it will be even better because that is the nature of imperfection. So I will swim!

My Genesis

I never knew there could be a beginning in the middle.  Here I am 40 years old and starting over.  Yes, there is a back story and it is relevant, but everything in its time.  For now; a moment to take in the fact that I made it here.  I didn’t quit and I didn’t give up.  Divorce is a thief, depression and PTSD are beasts in their own right.  Gossip and whispers in the distance…  Nothing could have prepared me for the highs and lows of my own humanity, yet here I am still standing.  I am blessed.  I found something in the rubble that I didn’t know I was searching for; grace.  My genesis begins with grace.  Amazing grace.  Stay tuned…

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