It was pretty audacious of me to assume I could waltz into the blogosphere and just write for 31 days. I make brash assumptions like that frequently. Sometimes it works out. Sometimes I crash and burn.
I feel a little scorched right now.
I’m a week behind and everything in me screams “QUIT. Just quit. You were never going to finish anyway. You really never finish what you start. You don’t plan things out well enough. It doesn’t matter. No one will even notice….”
Now, I’m going to go out on a limb here, but I’m willing to bet I’m not the only person who hears that voice. Am I?
Yeah, I didn’t think so.
The voice of insecurity is designed to keep up living in lack. Never trusting we are who God says we are and that He is, too. Lysa TerKuerst says it this way in ‘The Best Yes’: “Whether we feel insecure and limited–or we feel secure because we intentionally limit ourselves by staying in only those places where we feel naturally secure–either way, we are stunting possible growth.”
Stunting possible growth. Wow. Not the place I want to be. No more lack, thankyouverymuch.
Thank goodness we serve a God of second chances. And third chances. And fourth……well, you get it.
We need to get intentional about putting truth into our minds and hearts and getting the trash out. When we are saturated in the word, full to overflowing, there’s just no room for lies and nonsense the enemy would like to speak into our delicate souls. That’s when we win and start taking back what was ours all along.
Second chances. He’s really good that way.
I don’t know what your do-over is today. It may be small like mine….I’m going to finish strong even if it takes longer. Maybe for you it’s a huge thing. What I do know is this: God is there. In the beauty and the sorrow. In the inspired writing you do and in the messy breakfast table and towel strewn bathrooms. He’s there. Reaching out to you, for the second, third, nine hundredth time….
It’s a new day. You have a new chance. Take it. Live it. Go.
“Sow for yourselves righteousness,
reap the fruit of unfailing love,
and break up your unplowed ground;
for it is time to seek the Lord until He comes
and showers you with righteousness.”
This post is written in conjunction with the #Write31days Challenge and linked up with Kate Motaung’s Five Minute Friday crew here and Nester Smith’s friends here.