Crayon markers.
Are probably the COOLEST things ever. You can write on practically anything (mirrors, windows, etc) and they stay on forever -until you take windex to them of course.
But this isn't about crayon markers, or windex for that matter.
It's about a simple reminder that God gave me last night.
Fundraising is a nightmare. I'm not sure if you're aware of that or not. It's full of discouragement and struggle. You're constantly putting yourself out there.
Your facebook friends are annoyed with your posts,
your 'real-life' friends are sick of your constant talking about funds,
and your family wishes they just had the money to give you so that your need will be met and we can all move onto the calling God has on your life.
And I'm in the middle of it. Super trusting and still super stressed.
Incredibly disheartened.
Enter crayon markers.
My house is almost empty. My half anyway. My roommate still has all of her cute stuff hanging around but most of my furniture has been sold and everything else has been packed up for transportation to my rummage sale this weekend.
I was cleaning my bathroom which is oddly enough the only room in my house that I haven't packed. It's all floral print and comfortable – it's the epitome of who I am and I write on the mirrors with my crayon markers. I cleaned off the old stuff and was just going to leave it blank but then I felt like doing a thanksgiving inspiration doodle – at least for the last few days I'll be living there this week.
I was trying to think of that scripture. You know the one about thanksgiving? The one about making your requests known to God? .. It was right on the tip of my tongue and I knew it was the 'perfect' scripture for my mirror because hello! It was about THANKSGIVING and that holiday is coming up.
It was going to fit my doodle PERFECTLY.
So I googled.
And lo' and behold it's Philippians 4:6.
"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your request be made known to God."
I paused at the first four words:
BE ANXIOUS FOR NOTHING . . .
It was such a quaint reminder.
I wasn't looking for the reminder. I was just trying to find a suitable verse for the design on my mirror. How funny it is that it was the first verse that came to mind and I had no idea that it would be the gentle reminder of where I should be standing in the midst of my situation.
I am putting myself out there. I'm offering to pull weeds, paint houses, wash cars.
I'm trying.
So hard.
And I'm so focused on the end goal that I'm looking past the little miracles that happen on a daily basis..
Let's rewind this post ..
-Almost ALL of my furniture has sold – in LESS than a week.
-I'm hosting a rummage sale on Saturday – in a community wide garage sale that has been advertised and promoted in the local papers and on the news and all I had to pay was $5.
– My sister is letting me move in with her – rent free – for these next eight weeks
– I received $100 anonymous donation
– I have enough to get my travel insurance WITHOUT touching my personal funds
– My backpack was bought for me as a gift
– My boss allowed for my final work day to be extended due to launch being the 9th
– I'm able to move out BEFORE the 15th, and someone is moving in BEFORE the 15th, so that I don't have to pay rent, and my roommate has someone to help her pay rent.
There are so many little blessings happening all around me.
I'm so focused,
I'm so anxious about the BIG goal.
So focused on the monster numbers staring down at me that I've forgotten to notice the daily miracles in my life.
He's got this.
I need to learn not to underestimate Him.
To stop being so anxious.
I need to CHOOSE to not be anxious.
and I need to choose whether or not I am going to keep these fabulous window crayons …
<3tasha
P.S. My teammate, Helena, posted a FABULOUS blog of encouragement to other racers – check it out here!
