Its hard to believe that this year has come and gone so quickly. In less than 4 days 2011 will already be over and gone and 2012 will be here with its promise of a fresh starts and other chances..
Another thing that is hard to believe is that this is only my 15th post this year. UGH! On one hand I feel like a failure, on the other hand I feel like its ok. 2011 was not my year for blogging. It was, however, a great year to read. I did a lot of that and I really enjoyed reading other peoples blogs. :)
Last year, around this time I named my upcoming year. Fear-Less was what I wanted to accomplish this year. As I was driving home from work tonight I began thinking of this last year.
Do I think I achieved what I set out to do this year?
Honestly? My answer would be a big fat NO.
But I did learn something. I learned that I may never stop anticipating and being afraid of the what-if's in this life. That just may be the thorn in my side that I am asked to bear. I did learn, however, that they will not consume me if I am consumed with Christ.
Its ok for me to be afraid at times....because once I pull myself up by my bootstraps I can see that God is right there with me.
I also learned that many of the things I feared the most last year at this time:
never happened.
So I wasted those minutes, hours, days and months for moments I can never get back.
I worried that this may be the last year with both my parents......and guess what?
They are still a blessing in my life.
So this new year approaching is not going to be robbed of any more precious moments. I want to linger in each moment and view it as a gift. I want to savor all the time I have with my family and friends. I want to let go of the things that I have no control of. I want to following God's leading and not be worried of what those around me are thinking. Because bottom line.....its between God and me.
Not me and them.
Last year around this time I wasn't looking forward to a year of unknowns. This year I have a different outlook.....and I am so glad.
My word for 2012 is Abide. Knowing that no matter what may happen I want to keep my eyes fixed on Him.
"If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you." John 15:7
I pray that this New Year is a healthy, happy year for all of you. May God show himself in BIG ways to all of us this year!
Showing posts with label anxiety. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anxiety. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
The Rock
Please excuse my absence here the last month or so. I have had a lot on my mind but I find that when I go to type them out...there are just no words. My mind becomes like my facial expressions at times....blank.
The last few weeks I have been sorting out some things, and taking time to step back and "see" where the Lord wants to take me next. I have been feeling like I am on a treadmill....I do a lot of walking I just do not get anywhere. I think I am coming out on the other side of this fog now. Perhaps I just have needed a change of attitude. Perhaps I have just needed a change of perspective. Perhaps I just needed more of Him and less of me. Yes, that is it. Loud and clear.
I struggle with anxiety issues over stupid things. If I would list them all here, one of you would probably suggest I be admitted somewhere for help. They range from a fear of doctors all the way to what-ifing my life away. Most of the time my worries involve me worrying about my family and loved ones. I worry about the day that I will no longer be able to put my arms around them physically. I worry how I will function without my parents when they are gone from earth. I worry about death. Lately, though, my biggest fear is looking back on my life and finding out that I did not actually live. Finding that even though I lived (physically) I did not live for my Jesus. At the end of the road…did I do enough for Him to greet me and say, “Well done…my good and faithful servant”?
So, I have been taking some time, making some big decisions and learning to move forward and trust Him for the outcome.
With all that being said…another thing you may not know is that I am a procrastinator. Not just with household chores but with all aspects of my life. I will wait until the very last minute to move forward with something. This includes gentle nudgings from my Savior. So when he nudges and I don’t follow through…He nudges harder. As I look back on the last month or so I no longer see it as me being a procrastinator…I see it now as me being disobedient. That is one word I do not like. I have never liked it and I probably will never ever like it. Even as a young little girl…I was too afraid of disappointing my parents. To me seeing disappointment in their eyes hurt more than if they would have just paddled my behind. That being said they have always shown me (by example) my Heavenly Fathers love for me. They have always loved me unconditionally and forgiven me when I had gone astray. To know that my Heavenly Father loves me this way (even much more) leaves me speechless and feeling undeserving at times. Let me rephrase that… I am undeserving but His sacrifice would be in vain if I refuse to drag myself up from the muck and the mire and watch the world pass me by. Instead of complaining about a problem I want to be the one searching for a positive solution. I want to be the one who has her feet planted firmly on the Rock.
Psalm 18:1-3
I love you, O LORD, my strength. The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn [a] of my salvation, my stronghold. I call to the LORD, who is worthy of praise,and I am saved from my enemies.
The last few weeks I have been sorting out some things, and taking time to step back and "see" where the Lord wants to take me next. I have been feeling like I am on a treadmill....I do a lot of walking I just do not get anywhere. I think I am coming out on the other side of this fog now. Perhaps I just have needed a change of attitude. Perhaps I have just needed a change of perspective. Perhaps I just needed more of Him and less of me. Yes, that is it. Loud and clear.
I struggle with anxiety issues over stupid things. If I would list them all here, one of you would probably suggest I be admitted somewhere for help. They range from a fear of doctors all the way to what-ifing my life away. Most of the time my worries involve me worrying about my family and loved ones. I worry about the day that I will no longer be able to put my arms around them physically. I worry how I will function without my parents when they are gone from earth. I worry about death. Lately, though, my biggest fear is looking back on my life and finding out that I did not actually live. Finding that even though I lived (physically) I did not live for my Jesus. At the end of the road…did I do enough for Him to greet me and say, “Well done…my good and faithful servant”?
So, I have been taking some time, making some big decisions and learning to move forward and trust Him for the outcome.
With all that being said…another thing you may not know is that I am a procrastinator. Not just with household chores but with all aspects of my life. I will wait until the very last minute to move forward with something. This includes gentle nudgings from my Savior. So when he nudges and I don’t follow through…He nudges harder. As I look back on the last month or so I no longer see it as me being a procrastinator…I see it now as me being disobedient. That is one word I do not like. I have never liked it and I probably will never ever like it. Even as a young little girl…I was too afraid of disappointing my parents. To me seeing disappointment in their eyes hurt more than if they would have just paddled my behind. That being said they have always shown me (by example) my Heavenly Fathers love for me. They have always loved me unconditionally and forgiven me when I had gone astray. To know that my Heavenly Father loves me this way (even much more) leaves me speechless and feeling undeserving at times. Let me rephrase that… I am undeserving but His sacrifice would be in vain if I refuse to drag myself up from the muck and the mire and watch the world pass me by. Instead of complaining about a problem I want to be the one searching for a positive solution. I want to be the one who has her feet planted firmly on the Rock.
Psalm 18:1-3
I love you, O LORD, my strength. The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn [a] of my salvation, my stronghold. I call to the LORD, who is worthy of praise,and I am saved from my enemies.
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