Sometimes the world race loses its pizazz.
Sometimes (fairly often this month) I find myself wondering what it would be like if I were still at home.
Sometimes I do want to be at home.. especially for special events in your people circle.
Sometimes I’m ready to look up the soonest flight outta here.
Sometimes I’m done serving others.
Sometimes I question my leadership.. “am I wise enough to lead my team?”
Sometimes I don’t understand why God doesn’t just go ahead and heal the people I pray for.
Sometimes it makes me mad.
Sometimes I get sick and all I want is to be at home in the comfort of my bed being waited on by my mom or Neely (lol)
Sometimes I’m just plain over it.
But ALL the time….
All the time, I’m reminded of how much wonder I’ve experienced and how much more of the world is out there to see and I get overwhelmed with excitement to keep going.
All the time, I look back at the person I was at home and the person I am now… and I don’t want to go back.
All the time, I’m reminded that “home” is the place I refer to where my head lays down at night..
All the time, I reminded that “I’m not finished yet”…. that God is still busy moving mountains in me and this season isn’t over.
All the time after serving others, I never look back and say “that was a waste”…I’m always filled with joy afterwards.
All the time, I’m reminded that wisdom is in my spirit because I’m a temple of the Lord and the Lord is wise.
All the time, I’m reminded of the sovereignty of the Lord. Sovereignty is dominion, power, authority over all.. aka a perfect plan better than my own.
All the time I’m reminded that it’s okay to be mad… isn’t God our father.. isn’t part of our parents’ job to comfort us when we are hurting or sad or mad?
All the time, I see sickness that has become a lifestyle and I realize my little stomach bug isn’t so bad.
All the time, I’m not completely and utterly “over it.” There’s low moments here and there, but the highs always overlook the lows. Sometimes it takes going through valleys to get to the mountain top.
