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Knowing who to call

Knowing who to call

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I am so fearless right now that it’s actually starting to be a little too much. This time I decided to try adding a security lock to my front door. That’s right! I tried to do it myself…sigh. We already know that something was not going to go the way I planned. 

It took me maybe a week to attempt it. Mainly because common sense was telling me not to do it. But, I wanted to prove to myself that I could. I didn’t want fear to stop me from even attempting it, right? There are maybe hundreds…no, thousands of women all over the world who not only do repairs on their own homes, they also have actually built homes themselves. So I figured one lock shouldn’t be that difficult. The thing is…someone forgot to tell the door that.

As usual, before I got started, I measured, and re-measured just to make sure. After a little work, I finally got the first bracket up. I stood back to admire my work, and I noticed that it was a little crooked. For a second I thought about fixing it, but it wasn’t that bad, so I kept going. When I went to attach the other side to the frame, the frame started to dislodge. Why??? Why would the frame come apart? I went and found some really long nails and a hammer, and that’s when common sense kicked in, and told me to call for help. I love being one of God’s daughters. He is always on standby. He knows what we need before we do. It doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t try new things…even hard things. It just means that when we need help, we know who to call.

As I was praying about what to do, God told me who to call. When I called the guy, he was only ten minutes away. I know that it was only God that had the right person in the right place at the right time. I love how He does that.

Until next time…

Be blessed

What I’m Praying

What I’m Praying

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Since this pandemic began, my life has been transformed in so many ways that it is hard to keep up. And unless you have been living under a rock, your life has gone through some kind of transformation too.

Lately though I find myself forgetting every now and then. I’ll go out to run some errands, and pull up in front of a store that is no longer in business or has not reopened yet. It feels unsettling a little. Uncertain…even a little fearful. At those times, I wish things would go back to pre-pandemic days when things felt more familiar. I want to go out without grabbing a mask first, and get together without having to sit six feet apart. I even want to complain about having so much to do that I can’t wait to take a vacation. In short, I want my life back. But do I really?

As I worked through those thoughts, I realized that what my life is like now is to some extent…what I had been praying for. I had been asking God to help me focus on what was really important. To allow me to do the things that I loved to do. To have the time to finish some of the projects I had been putting off, and the biggest one…to spend more time in communion with Him. So why would I want to go back to a lifestyle that always left me wanting? The answer is…I don’t. At least not all of it.I enjoy having uninterrupted time to think and to pray and to really stop and smell the roses. I enjoy Zoom calls and Facebook Live and working in my yard. 

I think it’s in our nature to want what we don’t have. I’m praying that things never go back to what they were before…I’m praying that things will be better. I pray that we take the blinders off, and really look at what is happening around us. I pray that we are more aware of the injustices in our country, and in our world. I pray that we focus on someone other than ourselves and our own comfort. I pray that we treat each other better. And I pray that if nothing else, this pandemic has awakened us all to the reality that tomorrow really is not promised.

Until next time…

Be blessed