Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Fitness Is More Than How You Look

For me fitness had always been about looking good in my shorts or jeans. My baby-got- back booty had to stay in shape or it would enter a room 5 seconds after I did :)

I lived for the compliments of, “You're so skinny!" or "Oh my gosh, what do you do?"

I treasured the number on the scale when it told me a number I was pleased with along with the number size on my jeans.

Fitness was all about looking good, period.

And then I started experiencing a season of depression and panic attacks, I knew exercise was more important than ever.

But when you are feeling low, the last thing you want to do is get your sweat on. More like put the sweat pants (or yoga pants) on and sleep.

After one of my visits to the doctor she said "I know you don't feel like it, you're tired, but you need to walk or do something. Don't concentrate on the scale or your weight focus on feeling better."

I took her advice to heart...

~Woohoo, it's been a great month of guest posting on some wonderful blogs. Today I'm over at Hally's, Bloom, Bond, Build. For her Wellness Wednesdays. Join me over there?

Thursday, June 19, 2014

The Path To WhiteSpace or Soul Rest

'Windmill in a field of flowers' photo (c) 2013, Roman Boed - license:
Come to me...and I will give you rest." Matthew 11:28

These are the words at the top of my journal this morning. They are the same words God has been whispering over and over to my heart the last year.

I try to rest. I do. I take naps in the afternoon when I'm feeling tired. Bubble baths on the weekends with relaxing oils and soaps.

I've even cut back on writing in this space to make sure I wasn't adding any extra pressure and stress to myself.

It's no secret Texas has been hard, and yet I'm trying to embrace what God has for me/us here. And do His will as long as we live here.

But Rest. Soul rest. Is what I'm really after and I think it's what God has been repeating to this heart of mine. It's more than bubble baths and naps. So for me, it's about sitting in the silence of the quiet morning and letting Him soak into me. I don't speak. I sit in my office chair, head back, eyes closed, and just wait. Wait for Him to speak, wait for words to come. The Bible says when we have no words the Holy spirit will speak on our behalf.

Romans 8:26 " A similar thing happens when we pray. We are weak and do not know how to pray, so the Spirit steps in and articulates prayers for us with groaning too profound for words."

He knows our hearts intricately. Every thought, feeling, tear, and laugh.  

I decided to read Bonnie Gray's new book Finding Spiritual Whitespace. I knew it would be good because she is an amazing writer and has an uncanny ability to capture emotions in words.

Her book, her words are just what I've needed in this time of life. They have been the permission I needed to rest and to see why I needed it so darn much.

If you have a past you'd rather forget, this book is for you. If you've ever experienced pain and heartache and loss, this book is for you.

It's about allowing ourselves permission to shed light on the dark places that no one really knows about, but you and God. And allowing it to be brought to the light so that you can be healed and experience His freedom.

We are not meant to walk around like prisoners still shackled to our past, regrets, hurts, and pains.
God doesn’t want to leave us in the same place. He comes for the brokenhearted, resurrecting the hearts of His daughters who, as little girls, suffered." Jennifer Camp, You Are My Girls
In order to move forward to wholeness you have to go back to the brokenness. 

We put on brave faces day in and day out. When others hurt us we brush it off and act like no big deal, whatever.

But words cut deeper than we will ever let show. Those wounds you carry around on the inside, God knows about them and sees them. Will you let Him help you?

That is really the only question left to ask. Will we dare let go of the fear that holds us captive? The questions that stalk us, "What if everyone finds out what I've done, will they still love me?" "Will they leave me?"

The road to healing won't be easy, just ask Bonnie. It sent her spiraling into a world of panic attacks, depression, and anxiety. Healing hurts at first.

Anything worth doing will be hard and painful. But the rewards? Worth it!

No longer will you walk around with the dark cloud of shame, guilt, and regret. But you will be set free to truly take hold of your new identity in Christ; one of freedom, peace, and restoration.

The devil has been out played. He never thought you'd do it. He never imagined you'd actually take the steps toward freedom. He thought he had you in his clenches for good. 

But, no, not you, not you.  You saw through the lie that was keeping you bound in chains, you saw through the gray cloud, and the dreams that haunt you night after night. You knew God wanted more for you, had more. 

God takes us back only to heal. 

Now go. Enjoy your long and FULL life.
Well done good and faithful servant, well done.

How will you find rest today? What does rest look like to you? May I suggest you read Bonnie's book? Read it slow and journal through, it will change your life!

Will you trust Him to do His work in you?

Finding Spiritual Whitespace

Linking with other soul sisters that are taking the white space journey with Bonnie. Finding Spiritual Whitespace

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Do You Believe?

My word for 2014 is Believe. Shortly after I chose my word for the New Year the opportunity to read Beth Moore’s book Believing God, basically fell in my lap. 

Around Christmas many of her books on Amazon were available to download for FREE! When I saw the title of this book I couldn’t believe it.

It felt like confirmation that believe was the right word for me in this season of life.
Believing that God has a God-sized dream for your life will be the first of many steps to getting started.

Do we have faith big enough?

Did God really say?

Do I believe when God said, “For I know the plans I have for you…” He meant me too? (<====Tweet That)

These days, most of us have stopped believing God for big things. We have become content living day-to-day, not really knowing or caring what kinds of things He could do if we only asked Him and believed.

God performed huge miracles in the Bible, such as parting the Red Sea, Gideon defeating an army of 350,000 with 300 men, Jesus raising Lazarus from the dead.

What has happened to our faith?

When did we stop believing that God can do big things for us?
…What god is so great as our God? You are the God who performs miracles; you display your power among the peoples. (Believing God, 66)

Please join me over at God-sized Dreams to read the rest!

Monday, June 9, 2014

God Holds The Right Hand Of The Needy

“O God, whom I praise, do not remain silent.” (Psalm 109:1)

For the last three years life as I have known it has been turned upside down. My husband took a job transfer to Iowa and moved on ahead while I stayed behind in Alabama with the kids to finish out the school year. 

Every natural disaster you can think of occurred while he was gone. First, we were snowed and iced in. And then once the weather turned warm we were hit with the deadliest string of tornadoes to hit the area in history.

We survived the tornadoes, finished the school year and joined my husband in Iowa. After a little over a year there we made another move, this time to Texas.

Can I just say? I think some people are born to thrive in climates of constant change; but I for one am not one of those people. I like routine and the same old thing. If I need a change I’ll go on a vacation thank you very much.

To say I was needy would be an understatement…I was flat out desperate. My body went into survival mode and has refused to come out even though life is pretty normal now.

This has been my life for the last three years and I have never been more needy or desperate for God to stand by my side and feel like he is holding my hand and walking me through each day.

I'm honored to be joining Katie Reid for her Psalm Series, will you join me over there for the rest of my story of  how God has held my hand?


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