For a while now, I have been wanting to write a blog. However, I have been thinking to myself, “I have nothing to say.” And while it is true that I don’t have a great earth breaking revelation to share, it doesn’t mean that I have nothing to say. It is the small, random moments in life that give us things to speak about. It is the little moments of peace and quiet that we happen upon in life that we hear Jesus in. It is those things that we can share. The little truths that are whispered to our souls, when we least expect it that others can learn from, and be encouraged by. So, I think I will share a few of those.
One day while I was quietly listening to an education presentation, I heard the Lord say to me, “you are not alone.” It came on the heels of a text from a friend, that said she was supposed to tell me that I was not isolated, and needed to stop hiding myself in a corner. I’m the best at what I do. It was a shocking revelation to me. Sometimes I feel like I am alone. Like I don’t fully belong to a group. There is something that keeps me out. But-it is simply not true. Im not in a corner. I am not alone. I have friends and family who deeply love me, and I could not ask for more. Now, where I could improve, is that I could be more intentional about building relationships. I have always felt that I am a burden to people, and that I just suck the life out of them. I don’t want to feel that way. I want to give life, and share my heart with others. Satan has been lying to me about my value in friendships, and I am sick of it. I am connected, loved, and I have something to give. Something very precious to give.
Also, in my quiet moments, I have realized that all I need to know, is that God is good. I have lived under a lot of fear in my life. I feel like in a lot of areas, I have just been waiting for the other foot to drop. I am too blessed, something has to go wrong. This is too good to be true. Something is due to fall apart. I have just grown up believing these things. After Dean and I got married, I feared losing him more than I thought possible. I have mourned him repeatedly because he didn’t answer his phone when I called. Now, I have grown and received healing, but I still find myself wondering when things are going to break. But-I don’t have to anymore. I know, that no matter what, other shoe falling or not, my God is good. He is going to hold me, love me, protect me, and carry me through anything that comes my way. I don’t have to live in fear, and have a plan for what might go wrong. I don’t have to be in control and be afraid and constantly planning what I am going to do for this tragedy or that catastrophe. I am not only held by the God of the universe, I am seated at his right hand with all his power and authority. That is good stuff. I love knowing that. I love knowing that I am cared for. I am deeply loved, and when I hurt, my God hurts. He loves me that much. I love knowing that he has a plan, and he will take care of me. He will provide for me. It brings peace, and joy, and more of a smile to my face, than any fear and plan of my own ever could.
Lastly-
I love to create. I don’t care what it is, I just love to create. Dean got me a sewing machine for my birthday a few months ago, and I absolutely love sewing! I have made burp cloths, a blanket, a baby crib sheet, and am now working on crib bumpers for my sister’s baby that will arrive in December. Creating makes my heart happy. Maybe in the future I will have some pictures to post :).
Until then, enjoy those random, quiet moments in your life. Use the little moments to be your big revelations.
Trusting,
Brooke
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