It’s the same thing every year. The week after Christmas and we start seeing all these ads and self declarations. In the New Year I’m going to————- . You get it. We all do it. I’m guilt of it.
About 2 years ago I decided I wasn’t going to make resolutions anymore. Why did I have to wait a whole year to make the changes I wanted to see in my life. Start that running routine , read those books, start those bible plans, eat more salad! Why? Why wait? Why set ourselves up for failure. I mean if we are really breaking it down, American culture sets ya up for failure. Those cuties with the cookies start appearing two weeks into January, then a few weeks later good ol’ St. Valentine is being celebrated. Those gym commercials stop flowing, and those running shoes are back in the closet. And let’s not forget, I should be mid Exoudus, but we never seem to make it beyond the flood.
So what stopped me from making failed promises to myself? I realized that I didn’t have to wait on the world to tell me how to be the best version of me. I had a God who puts dreams and aspirations on my heart. Who has nothing but the best in store for me. Who will love me even when I don’t finish the race/plan/diet. He is faithful. He is the same.
It that’s just it. When God places things on your heart, He will make away. And darling, please don’t underestimate Him. These plans where written before you where born. Even if you lay it down for a time, God will lead you back. There is nothing stopping you but you. He will provide every need, He has already anticipated every notion of “ I can’t, I won’t” , that you’ve already thought of. Go head tell God what you aren’t going to do. Let me know how that works out.
New Year. Same God.
Know that whatever it is in your heart to accomplish, you don’t need a new year, or the world to tell you how to succeed in the task. Our God is delighting in the joy of His children being fruitful in His works. No matter how small you think it is. He’s got your back. Today, tomorrow, Always.
If 2018 was an album it would be titled ‘The miss education of Gods Grace.’
The last time we where together I was looking at my 35th birthday like a Queen sitting on top of a very naive notation that life was about become smooth and I was just going to ride the gravy train like Gods little unshakable princess.
Let’s just repeat this phrase a few times before I take you down my rabbit hole of the last 18 months. “ I’m shakeable, but God sees fit to make the pieces of Him that dwell in me Unbreakable.”
So let’s begin. In late 2017 I had surgery to remove my cancerous thyroid. Hold your glitter folks because this isn’t even the start of it. Surgery went well. Two days later I was in the ICU because my body could no longer produce electrolytes. Things like calcium, magnesium, iron...yep those things. My body doesn’t make anymore.
9 days I recouped, was poked, endured looks of worry, and 100’s of blood draws. But nothing.NOTHING. Will ever surpass the peace that God will bring you in those moments. I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t have moments of frustration or fear. But that was always chased away by Gods Grace and peace.
My lesson to you in moments like this...God will always be enough. When you face your Goliath, let God be your rock.
Not long after this medical adventure that presented a new normal, Mr. Glitter was suddenly and swiftly medically retired from the Army. Almost 14 years of service. 14 years of someone else telling you where to be and how to be. 14 years of not knowing what it truly meant to be part of “the real world”. Another shakable moment. But not without the reminder of God saying “ be still, I am here, let me be your everything.” Do you think I listened? Of course not. That’s laughable. I raged, I fought with my husband, I was unnecessarily mean. Because I was standing in a place I never thought we would be. If I’m honest, deep down I knew it was time. I knew this was the path God had laid for our family before we were even one.
You know what though. Y’all God showed up and He showed out. I remember the moment all the break throughs came. I was in the bedroom of our then home, and started praying. Not the cute “ Dear Jesus”, but the ugly crying, face down on the ground, sounds of a wounded animal, praying. Because I was. I was so wounded by my own actions. By my unwillingness to let God love me. And then I surrender. I laid it all right there. In this cycle of life never once did we go hungry or homeless. And let me tell you, as hard as the army life can be, you always know you will have somewhere to live and a steady income. On March 29th ours was cut in half with no prospects insight. But God. Bills got paid, food was plenty, and here’s that word again...peace. Doors opened up. A strong village was formed. People blessed us more than we deserved. Mr. Glitter found a job with an amazing company. And things seemed to be back on track.
We are still climbing mountains, but because we lay it down with God, even in moments of being weary. He is our strength and shelter.
So here we are January 2019. There is so much to still share. So much to pray with you about, so much wisdom gained from this last year and a half. You will see some new areas on the blog. But I’m here again with you because God never stopped putting this passion on my heart. So let’s start this journey all over again. With God as our foundation.