My mother once remarked on the differences between two of her children. While one said, “I’ll do it tomorrow,” the other said, “There is no tomorrow.”
Guess which one you’re reading.
Brace yourself. This may come as a surprise.
I’m a little high-strung.
The only gray in my life is on my head when I miss my salon appointment. I’m black and white—and read all over. Considered by some to be entertaining as well.
Although I may look super cool, my nature is type A. Prone to burnout, breakdowns and digestive issues.
Last post you read about how I drive with intention. You may have detected an urgency in other posts too, and you probably will again.
Live now. We’re not getting any younger. Get those ducks in a row. Just do it. Today, please.
When taken to extremes, our strengths look a lot like weaknesses. So I’m learning with age, motherhood, circumstances, my husband’s encouragement, and God’s gentle prodding to cool it. Take my foot off the gas pedal once in a while. Give myself and the rest of the world a break.
As much as I hate it, things spin out of my control.
Okay. Things were never in my control in the first place.
Pacing doesn’t come easy. But with practice and God’s grace, it’s possible to slow down. To actively wait and rest. As I heard the pastor say in yesterday’s sermon, “The invitation is to trust.”
One of my favorite quotes is from writer John Steinbeck. “Don’t worry about losing,” he said. “If it is right, it happens. The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.”
God has a good plan for you and me. He’s the driver. Nothing we do or don’t do stands in His way. God’s plan will be accomplished in spite of us.
Time to rest on that.
And I am certain that God, Who began the good work within you, will continue His work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns. Philippians 1:6 NLT
Taking My Time, Ashton, Becker & Dente.