The older that I get, the faster the days seem to go by. Realizing this, I’m more conscious of trying to squeeze as much out of them as I can. In the front of my mind, I’m always thinking of when we’ll all be together again, our family that is.
Throughout each week, I’m often trying to capture images to send off in group text messages to our oldest sons. I’m probably a tad bit stuck in denial that they have turned into young men. (baby steps).
In reflecting this week, I’m sensing how much I’m transforming. So many things have lost their place of priority in my life and I hope that continues to be the pattern in days to come. I want God to strip me of anything that isn’t His perfect will for my life. Truly I do.
I’m discovering how deeply my soul was created for simplicity.
God has taken me on this wonderful journey of letting go. Oh yes, it’s been painful, but I have never felt so alive before.
I no longer feel the pressures of performance or the need for a certain status. I’ve been caught up in just living my life. Imagine that. If I could go back and tell my younger self some things, it would be this:
Life is too short for enemies.
Be honest with yourself about what your life really is.
Love authentically, be ALL IN.
Don’t worry about the Jones’s. They aren’t a real family.
You have everything inside of you (because of Jesus) to be happy and content.
Country music tells some good ole’ love stories that can be good for the soul.
Never stop dreaming BIG.