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Because it’s time

Because it’s time

Believe it or not, I’ve been working myself up to blogging for months now. Lame right? Who needs to work themselves up to blog?

Well, I do apparently.

A couple years ago, I blogged everyday for a year over on my first blog. It was a challenge I put on myself, and it was kind of messy and a little too honest at times, but in retrospect, I’m so glad I did it. I learned so much about myself, and by the grace of God alone, some of you sought to learn more about Christ because of my weird stories about hearing God tell me how He loved me more than coffee creamer. (I told you, it was messy sometimes.)

I guess the reason I’ve put off starting again is because I don’t feel like a blogger or even more important than that, I don’t feel like a writer. I don’t really know what I’m doing, and I don’t know how to write for other people, and really, who wants to read what I have to say anyways?

Man, those are harsh words. I’m sure I’m not the only one who says those things about myself. We keep ourselves from doing big and important and kingdom changing things by believing the lies the devil feeds us about how we’re not good enough and how there is someone braver and prettier and stronger and smarter who can do whatever it is we want to do better than us.

But I really hate liars. I haven’t figured out why I’ve spent so much time and energy believing a liar until now. See, I really HATE mediocrity {and we don’t say hate at my house}, but I do HATE mediocrity. I hate it. I hate small living. I hate fearful living. I hate busyness for the sake of busyness. I hate anything that keeps us from hearing from and being obedient to God.

I spent the last 18 months living in a place where I thought God was being silent. I felt like I was wandering in the wilderness, and that He was just preparing me for something, and all I could do was wait.

In all reality, I was turning my back to Him because He was clearly asking me to do something that I didn’t want to do. I was angry at Him ( anger towards God will be explained in detail in the coming posts) so I was choosing to ignore Him, all the while telling myself that He was the one being silent.

But I wasn’t seeking Him. I wasn’t praying. I wasn’t doing anything like I used to because I wanted to be comfortable for a minute. I didn’t want to go to battle. I didn’t want to stand up for what was right. I wanted to binge watch Netflix and mourn the leaving of our foster babe and prepare our home for our 4th bio babe. I wanted to coast.

But the time for coasting is over. I have no doubt that you and I and all the other people currently on this Earth are here for more than our own comfort. We’re here to seek and heal and gather and create and love and see and rest and grow and serve.

I think it’s time to stop believing the lies and start serving where and how we’ve been called. I don’t have any secrets to share or brilliant ideas or even really good mom advice. I’m hoping enough people read this who are seasoned moms and may be able to give me some advice. But I have this computer (even if it is missing 2 buttons….if there are typos, it’s not my lack of editing, it’s the missing keys on my keyboard), and I have words, and I have these occasional ideas that pop into my head.

I want to help other women fight that prison of mediocrity. I want to help other women shine bright for the kingdom of God. Maybe my words will do that. Maybe they won’t, but I won’t ever know unless I try.

And neither will you. I’m guessing I’m not the only one. I’m guessing that if you’re still reading this really long 1st post, that you resonate with something I said. Maybe you’ve been believing the lies. Maybe you’ve been falling prey to busyness. Maybe you’ve been binge watching Netflix (let’s be real, we’re all binge watching Netflix). But I’m guessing there is something you’ve never done because you think someone is already doing it or could do it better than you.

Here’s some wisdom I heard recently. “Do it crappy.” Yes. I consider that wisdom. Sometimes our fear of perfection keeps us from doing things that actually matter.

What if you did it crappy, but you did it? Wouldn’t you feel better knowing that you tried and maybe it wasn’t perfect, than waiting for it to be perfect and never actually doing anything? Maybe it’s just me, but I think we could all do amazing things by starting crappy; then there’s always room for improvement right?

I read recently in Tina Fey’s book BossyPants (which you MUST read because it is brilliant and hysterical all at the same time. Snapchat me when you get to the part about Beyonce bringing the leg meat because I want to see you crying). Anyways, I read recently that Lorne Michaels, the creator and executive producer of “Saturday Night Live,” has said that “the show doesn’t go on because it’s ready; it goes on because it’s 11:30.”

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Sometimes it’s just time. I think it’s time for this blog, and I would bet (if you’re still reading) that it’s time for you to do something too. The show doesn’t go on because it’s ready or because it’s perfect, sometimes it’s just time.

 

{Disclaimer: If you try to click on most of the pages at the top of this blog, you’ll see that they are not ready. It was just time. So hang tight. I’ll get them updated soon enough. I was trying to practice what I preach.}