At the beginning of 2018, I chose my "one word" for the year which is FEARLESS. Or shall I say, it's the word that chose me. I initially thought being FEARLESS was about getting my business back on track, writing that next book and obtaining more speaking engagements this year. But after some self-reflection, I realized that I needed to be FEARLESS in my personal life, not just in the outward persona. This needs to be the time that I finally show up for myself.
One move I made...
A couple of months ago, I accessed my credit report from the 3 major credit reporting agencies. There are some things that I need to clear up and I have been afraid to look at the truth. You see ignorance is sublime....if you don't know, then there is nothing to resolve or be afraid of. However this is no way to live a productive and fulfilling life! Once you find out the truth, you are forced to make some adjustments. If my credit is jacked up, then it's time to fix it. If I'm not living at optimal health, then I need to watch what I put in my mouth and get my body up and moving. The bottom line is once you know the truth, you now have a choice. Do I just accept the situation or do I maneuver myself and start making adjustments?
I woke up early, about 2 days ago, with the book by JJ Smith, The 10-day Green Smoothie. I knew it was on one of the bookshelves, so I searched a while until I located it and curled back up in the bed to reread it. Although I had tried it before, a few years ago, and only made it to day 5; this time feels much different. I think it's different because I not only want to change my outward appearance (shed some weight) but I want to use this as a spiritual journey to recenter my mind, emotions and spirit.
I am a caregiver by nature (blame it on my mother), but oftentimes I care for others and ignore what I need. I say yes often, when I really want to say 'no thank you, not at this time' or ' hell no' (depending on the day). I don't get overly emotional about things, so I'll just keep it moving to keep peace and not cause a fuss. But these 10 days, I want to be so in tuned to God and my inner voice that I don't seek to please anyone but myself. I had to tell my husband and the boys that I will not be available to cook their meals...they are old enough (47, 18 and 14) to handle it and will rise to the challenge. I have NEVER done anything like this for myself and I'm so excited to accept the challenge. When I mentioned it initially, Courtland and Byron wanted to join me. I declined graciously. If I have to make smoothies for others, then once again I'm losing this time to focus on myself.
During these 10 days I will delete a few apps off of my phone....facebook and messenger, maybe instagram too. Why? Because I have found myself recently wasting 20-30 minutes at a time just scrolling. I somehow lose track in the minutia of other peoples lives, so I need to stop and regroup for a moment. I did decide that I will set aside some time every evening on my laptop, perusing through the apps that I just mentioned. Why would I do this? I still want to be in touch with the outside world, but I want to control it and not allow constant notifications to control me.
I didn't tell my girlfriends so they would join me and it become another challenge with accountability. Although accountability is great, I need to revisit what showing up for Sharri looks and feels like. I need to know how to pray my way through, if and when it becomes challenging. I need to see the pom-poms in my head cheering Sharri Lor forward to victory.
I will be doing a lot of reading during these 10 days (I honestly don't watch TV that much anyway). Get lost in a book and not rely on a show to entertain me. I am looking for a complete overhaul for the next 10 days. Each evening I will check in by blogging about my day. I promise to be honest about the good times and the challenging times.
This is my road to FEARLESS. I will decrease so that God might increase in my life.
I am not afraid...
If I can do it, then you can walk it out too....
Monday, June 11, 2018
Sunday, February 25, 2018
Grateful for the Gals who Raised and Poured into Me
It's early Sunday morning on a cool day of February, I have the middle bedroom window in Daddy's apartment opened to get some fresh air. It's been raining since late last night and the water has been soothing. I can hear the sound of the rain tap dancing on the pavement and bouncing off the building's vinyl siding. Periodically, I hear the sound of tires in the distance gliding over the wet streets and splashing through the puddles. Lawd, what type of animal was that? It sounded like a duck, but I'm not too familiar with the Philly wildlife. I hear the rain and I am instantly calmed. (If I were 6 years old again, I would find so much pleasure in sneaking outside and jumping in the biggest puddle I could find. Jumping from the curb, leaping into the air, high above the ground only to come crashing down smack dab in the crater of water which would then splash back up into my face. #carefree The thought alone makes me snile!
But I have another reason to smile...
I am in Philly because on Friday, we laid my Sweet Grandmother to rest. She was 95 years old. This is Mommy's mommy. The one who was in the hospital on one side of town, while Mommy was on another side of town. This is the lady who got out of the hospital in time to come minister to her 1st-born daughter, as she was preparing to transition. This is the strong woman who stood alongside her baby-girl's bed stroking her hand and praying as she had done since the first day they met. This sweet Lady made her final transition on Valentine's day, the same day that her daughter would have been married to my Daddy for 59 years. Oh February is more that just Black History month; it holds so many personal memories for me. Surprisingly, they are not sad memories!
I am so grateful to God for the lives of 2 beautiful women, Clara Lurannah Beckeet and Nelda Judiffy Beckett Mattison. (Those are some middle names right there. Ha!) Though there have been many people who've poured into my life over the years, I am so blessed to have had a praying Mother and Grandmother. They were powerhouses who loved the Lord and knew God firsthand. These sisters could get a prayer through on your behalf. They prayed for you, over you and probably against you if they knew that you were going the wrong way. ("Don't let them rest God, until they acknowledge you"......I think that's one of the ones I remember) These sistahs were serious about their relationship with God and they wanted you to experience the saving Grace and feel the loving arms of God. Now how can I be sad about that! In 3 more days, it will be 5 years since Mommy went to be with the Lord. I can't believe it's been that long! I'm not tearful, but reflective. (Also glad that I get to be in Philly with Daddy during this time.)
Maybe that's why I appreciate the magical sounds of the rain this morning. Maybe the rain is representing the tears that aren't falling from my eyes, but is washing over and cleansing my soul as I remember these ladies. So many times we as individuals overlook and fail to appreciate the gems that are in our midst. We take for granted that what we are experiencing now is going to remain like this forever. What I am quickly realizing, at 46 years of age, is that it's my turn to be that gem for someone else. A couple of weeks ago, I was thinking about all of the little girls and boys who look up to me at church. (My little shuga boogas.) I thought about carrying $1 bills in my wallet and when I felt I needed to bless one of my little bee bops to just shake it in their hands and give them a word of wisdom. What is really funny.....during Grandmommy's eulogy, the Bishop mentioned how she used to give him a "holy handshake"and deposit a few dollars into his hands periodically. That was confirmation for me! ( No sorry Bishop, unless your hand is an ATM you will not be receiving anything from me. Ha!) That thought, 2 weeks ago, was confirmed in that message that I am to be a giver and I already have my own little network set up.
I just keep hearing God say..."pour into....pour into. What I instilled in you is for more than just your household. Sharri, you were blessed to be a blessing!" There were so many who recognized gifts and talents in me and now it's time to find that little girl or boy and share that wisdom with them (and a dollar sure won't hurt either). Nelda and Clara nurtured what God had already placed in me and when they didn't understand they just prayed for me. ("Lord have your way!") At forty-six, foxy and fabulous, it's time for me to be more deliberate in how I pour into others. Part of it is instinctual because I had such great examples of woman whose love was limitless; but living with intention is paramount. I am embracing the shifting that is taking place in me!
I am cheering you on to find your own way to live with intention and purpose. I've known for years that I was an encourager....BUT I also know there is so much more to do. My words soaked in love and dripping with intention have the capability to change the entire trajectory of someone's life. I embrace that and move forward with purpose! Many years ago, the Lord gave me the theme for our Women's conference..."I was Created for More".....didn't realize at the time that would be my mantra for years to come. My friend, YOU too were created for more so don't run from it...sprint towards it.
So on this rainy Sunday morning, as I begin to get ready to attend church with Daddy, I am grateful for the gals who poured into me and now I gladly accept the calling to DELIBERATELY pour into others.
If this spoke to your heart, then I advise you to take the challenge, and begin pouring.
Allow your feet to carry you where you've already been ordained to go.
Walk into your destiny and create a legacy.
NOW WALK IT OUT........
But I have another reason to smile...
I am in Philly because on Friday, we laid my Sweet Grandmother to rest. She was 95 years old. This is Mommy's mommy. The one who was in the hospital on one side of town, while Mommy was on another side of town. This is the lady who got out of the hospital in time to come minister to her 1st-born daughter, as she was preparing to transition. This is the strong woman who stood alongside her baby-girl's bed stroking her hand and praying as she had done since the first day they met. This sweet Lady made her final transition on Valentine's day, the same day that her daughter would have been married to my Daddy for 59 years. Oh February is more that just Black History month; it holds so many personal memories for me. Surprisingly, they are not sad memories!
I am so grateful to God for the lives of 2 beautiful women, Clara Lurannah Beckeet and Nelda Judiffy Beckett Mattison. (Those are some middle names right there. Ha!) Though there have been many people who've poured into my life over the years, I am so blessed to have had a praying Mother and Grandmother. They were powerhouses who loved the Lord and knew God firsthand. These sisters could get a prayer through on your behalf. They prayed for you, over you and probably against you if they knew that you were going the wrong way. ("Don't let them rest God, until they acknowledge you"......I think that's one of the ones I remember) These sistahs were serious about their relationship with God and they wanted you to experience the saving Grace and feel the loving arms of God. Now how can I be sad about that! In 3 more days, it will be 5 years since Mommy went to be with the Lord. I can't believe it's been that long! I'm not tearful, but reflective. (Also glad that I get to be in Philly with Daddy during this time.)
Maybe that's why I appreciate the magical sounds of the rain this morning. Maybe the rain is representing the tears that aren't falling from my eyes, but is washing over and cleansing my soul as I remember these ladies. So many times we as individuals overlook and fail to appreciate the gems that are in our midst. We take for granted that what we are experiencing now is going to remain like this forever. What I am quickly realizing, at 46 years of age, is that it's my turn to be that gem for someone else. A couple of weeks ago, I was thinking about all of the little girls and boys who look up to me at church. (My little shuga boogas.) I thought about carrying $1 bills in my wallet and when I felt I needed to bless one of my little bee bops to just shake it in their hands and give them a word of wisdom. What is really funny.....during Grandmommy's eulogy, the Bishop mentioned how she used to give him a "holy handshake"and deposit a few dollars into his hands periodically. That was confirmation for me! ( No sorry Bishop, unless your hand is an ATM you will not be receiving anything from me. Ha!) That thought, 2 weeks ago, was confirmed in that message that I am to be a giver and I already have my own little network set up.
I just keep hearing God say..."pour into....pour into. What I instilled in you is for more than just your household. Sharri, you were blessed to be a blessing!" There were so many who recognized gifts and talents in me and now it's time to find that little girl or boy and share that wisdom with them (and a dollar sure won't hurt either). Nelda and Clara nurtured what God had already placed in me and when they didn't understand they just prayed for me. ("Lord have your way!") At forty-six, foxy and fabulous, it's time for me to be more deliberate in how I pour into others. Part of it is instinctual because I had such great examples of woman whose love was limitless; but living with intention is paramount. I am embracing the shifting that is taking place in me!
I am cheering you on to find your own way to live with intention and purpose. I've known for years that I was an encourager....BUT I also know there is so much more to do. My words soaked in love and dripping with intention have the capability to change the entire trajectory of someone's life. I embrace that and move forward with purpose! Many years ago, the Lord gave me the theme for our Women's conference..."I was Created for More".....didn't realize at the time that would be my mantra for years to come. My friend, YOU too were created for more so don't run from it...sprint towards it.
So on this rainy Sunday morning, as I begin to get ready to attend church with Daddy, I am grateful for the gals who poured into me and now I gladly accept the calling to DELIBERATELY pour into others.
If this spoke to your heart, then I advise you to take the challenge, and begin pouring.
Allow your feet to carry you where you've already been ordained to go.
Walk into your destiny and create a legacy.
Clara Lurannah Hackney Beckett
Nelda Judiffy Beckett Mattison
Sharri Lor Mattison Coleman
...the legacy will continue because I am living on purpose...
Who's next?!
NOW WALK IT OUT........
Friday, December 1, 2017
Last night I cried...
It's funny how God will sometimes use the craziest thing to get our attention.
About a week ago, Daddy and I were talking and he mentioned that his apartment building was changing phone, cable and internet service. His phone carrier would no longer be needed, because he was being upgraded. He was excited because he would now have free internet, although he has no computer, nor does he know what WiFi is all about. (This man doesn't even text, so his interest in technology is quite amusing to me.)
Last night, we had a great choir rehearsal. We sang, we laughed and we praised. I taught two of Mommy's original songs, "So Glad He Came" and "Happy Birthday Jesus". Choir rehearsal was light-hearted and even comical at times. Whenever we meet, we always close out the rehearsal with prayer requests and praise reports. It's an opportunity for us to hear each others hearts and offer support and encouragement. Many expressed their loss for loved ones and how difficult it was during this time.
As we move closer to Christmas, we recognize that people feel death even more than they did in the summer or any other time of the year. The Thanksgiving/Christmas/ New Year season is a time where you think about family and reminisce over childhood memories. It seems that this time of year brings out the best, while oftentimes causing silent anguish in the life of those missing loved ones. I know that God has given me a heart for people, so I can commiserate with you while at the same time help you move past that pain. Kinda like speaking to your pain and causing you to think more positive thoughts. Well last night, I think the Lord pricked my heart, just a little, so I could really feel what others might be feeling.
When I returned home from choir rehearsal, I decided to call Daddy. He has a cold, so I've been calling EVERY day to make sure he's drinking enough water and getting proper rest. (The Lord has definitely blessed him at 85 years young.) I called his house phone and was utterly confused!!! I sat there in a daze before dialing his cell phone. It took me a couple of minutes to process the information, then it hit me like a punch in the gut. Daddy's new phone service changed my life forever. She was gone! After 4 years, 9 months and 2 days, Mommy's voice was gone in an instant. What you don't know is....my mother's voice was still on my parent's home answering machine. I remember when she passed in 2013, some of my family members would never call Daddy on the house phone because it was too painful to hear her voice. Not me! That was my tiny little pleasure; my slice of heaven; my connection to Mommy. Whenever I wanted to talk to her, I'd simply call the house, hear her voice and have a conversation. We still had that special Mommy-daughter connection that no one else knew about. It was just me and my Mommy! I had to quickly pull it together and call Daddy on his cell phone. We talked and as soon as we hung up, I dialed the house phone again. Once again, the generic voice of the answering machine continued, "no one is available at (215) blah blah blah - blah blah blah blah"! (Whatever Lady. Ugh!)
I sat on the floor for a minute, just staring into nothingness. My husband called me into the room for something and as I walked towards him, I began to cry. All I could do was whisper, "she's gone". As I began to recount the story, he caught on immediately and nodded " the answering machine". After taking a shower and getting ready for bed, I was better but extremely quiet.
This morning as I laid in the bed about 3:30 am (this is normal) my mind raced back to all of the conversations in choir rehearsal and on social media about people feeling loss, during especially during this time of year. God reminded me that I wasn't exempt. Sometimes it's easy to dismiss someone elses feelings when you don't understand or have not experienced what they've gone through. Last night was a wake up call to genuinely love people through this time. Because you feel the loss doesn't mean that you're weak...you're just sad! So be sad, cry and then thank the Lord for helping you to feel and to remember. You are not cold-hearted. The blood is still running warm through your veins and you are still alive because God isn't ready for you yet. And as Mommy said to me as my family dropped me off at Spelman College, many years ago....."When you get homesick or miss us, don't stay here in a pity part and turn on sad music, you better turn on some gospel music and sing yourself happy". (I've been doing just that for years. Ha! Thanks Mommy.)
God is so neat; because even in your pain, He will give you revelation. Her voice is gone, but her spirit lives in me. Her voice is gone, but I can still hear her words of encouragement. Her voice is gone, but her legacy continues through me. Her voice is gone, but when I lay my hands on someone to pray, I feel her energy (because that's what she did for me).
Well it's time to wake the boys for school, so I must leave you. I think I'll connect my phone to the living room speaker, turn on my gospel music and DANCE as we prepare for the day.
Last night I cried because I couldn't hear her voice; but today I'll dance because her spirit lives on inside of me. I am my mother's daughter and I choose to dance!
Now walk it out.......
About a week ago, Daddy and I were talking and he mentioned that his apartment building was changing phone, cable and internet service. His phone carrier would no longer be needed, because he was being upgraded. He was excited because he would now have free internet, although he has no computer, nor does he know what WiFi is all about. (This man doesn't even text, so his interest in technology is quite amusing to me.)
Last night, we had a great choir rehearsal. We sang, we laughed and we praised. I taught two of Mommy's original songs, "So Glad He Came" and "Happy Birthday Jesus". Choir rehearsal was light-hearted and even comical at times. Whenever we meet, we always close out the rehearsal with prayer requests and praise reports. It's an opportunity for us to hear each others hearts and offer support and encouragement. Many expressed their loss for loved ones and how difficult it was during this time.
As we move closer to Christmas, we recognize that people feel death even more than they did in the summer or any other time of the year. The Thanksgiving/Christmas/ New Year season is a time where you think about family and reminisce over childhood memories. It seems that this time of year brings out the best, while oftentimes causing silent anguish in the life of those missing loved ones. I know that God has given me a heart for people, so I can commiserate with you while at the same time help you move past that pain. Kinda like speaking to your pain and causing you to think more positive thoughts. Well last night, I think the Lord pricked my heart, just a little, so I could really feel what others might be feeling.
When I returned home from choir rehearsal, I decided to call Daddy. He has a cold, so I've been calling EVERY day to make sure he's drinking enough water and getting proper rest. (The Lord has definitely blessed him at 85 years young.) I called his house phone and was utterly confused!!! I sat there in a daze before dialing his cell phone. It took me a couple of minutes to process the information, then it hit me like a punch in the gut. Daddy's new phone service changed my life forever. She was gone! After 4 years, 9 months and 2 days, Mommy's voice was gone in an instant. What you don't know is....my mother's voice was still on my parent's home answering machine. I remember when she passed in 2013, some of my family members would never call Daddy on the house phone because it was too painful to hear her voice. Not me! That was my tiny little pleasure; my slice of heaven; my connection to Mommy. Whenever I wanted to talk to her, I'd simply call the house, hear her voice and have a conversation. We still had that special Mommy-daughter connection that no one else knew about. It was just me and my Mommy! I had to quickly pull it together and call Daddy on his cell phone. We talked and as soon as we hung up, I dialed the house phone again. Once again, the generic voice of the answering machine continued, "no one is available at (215) blah blah blah - blah blah blah blah"! (Whatever Lady. Ugh!)
I sat on the floor for a minute, just staring into nothingness. My husband called me into the room for something and as I walked towards him, I began to cry. All I could do was whisper, "she's gone". As I began to recount the story, he caught on immediately and nodded " the answering machine". After taking a shower and getting ready for bed, I was better but extremely quiet.
This morning as I laid in the bed about 3:30 am (this is normal) my mind raced back to all of the conversations in choir rehearsal and on social media about people feeling loss, during especially during this time of year. God reminded me that I wasn't exempt. Sometimes it's easy to dismiss someone elses feelings when you don't understand or have not experienced what they've gone through. Last night was a wake up call to genuinely love people through this time. Because you feel the loss doesn't mean that you're weak...you're just sad! So be sad, cry and then thank the Lord for helping you to feel and to remember. You are not cold-hearted. The blood is still running warm through your veins and you are still alive because God isn't ready for you yet. And as Mommy said to me as my family dropped me off at Spelman College, many years ago....."When you get homesick or miss us, don't stay here in a pity part and turn on sad music, you better turn on some gospel music and sing yourself happy". (I've been doing just that for years. Ha! Thanks Mommy.)
God is so neat; because even in your pain, He will give you revelation. Her voice is gone, but her spirit lives in me. Her voice is gone, but I can still hear her words of encouragement. Her voice is gone, but her legacy continues through me. Her voice is gone, but when I lay my hands on someone to pray, I feel her energy (because that's what she did for me).
Well it's time to wake the boys for school, so I must leave you. I think I'll connect my phone to the living room speaker, turn on my gospel music and DANCE as we prepare for the day.
Last night I cried because I couldn't hear her voice; but today I'll dance because her spirit lives on inside of me. I am my mother's daughter and I choose to dance!
Now walk it out.......
Tuesday, August 15, 2017
Birthday blessings
Lord knows that I couldn't celebrate my 46th birthday without celebrating you as well. God has us on a journey this year!
Please enjoy this video message for you on YouTube. God gave me a revelation as I was cleaning out my closet on Saturday and I think it's a right now word for all of us.
When you clear the clutter in your closet, you'll be able to walk it out...
Smooches
Please enjoy this video message for you on YouTube. God gave me a revelation as I was cleaning out my closet on Saturday and I think it's a right now word for all of us.
When you clear the clutter in your closet, you'll be able to walk it out...
Smooches
Wednesday, June 21, 2017
There's a blessing in your boredom!
I know, I know....it's been a long time!
I guess I'm feeling inspired this morning as I walk on the treadmill at my father's apartment complex.
Honestly, I think it's because I am in Philly visiting Daddy who is 85 years blessed and I don't have all the UNNECESSARY THINGS around me to occupy my time. I'm actually able to sit, think, soul search, Google search because he's still asleep and it's quiet.
I'm not washing clothes, walking the dog, tidying up the living/dining room, cutting the grass, watering plants, etc... all of which I can usually get done b/w 5-8 am. Ha! #feelsstrangethough
My advice to all of us...
Breathe slowly & deeply whenever you can.
Disconnect yourself from the "norm" periodically.
Enjoy being bored.
Connect with something/someone that makes you smile.
Be still long enough to hear.
Peace out! #morechillingtodo #myheadacheisgone #quiettime
I thought I was just here to visit, love and serve; but in my stillness I am gaining clarity.
Now walk it out...
I guess I'm feeling inspired this morning as I walk on the treadmill at my father's apartment complex.
Honestly, I think it's because I am in Philly visiting Daddy who is 85 years blessed and I don't have all the UNNECESSARY THINGS around me to occupy my time. I'm actually able to sit, think, soul search, Google search because he's still asleep and it's quiet.
I'm not washing clothes, walking the dog, tidying up the living/dining room, cutting the grass, watering plants, etc... all of which I can usually get done b/w 5-8 am. Ha! #feelsstrangethough
My advice to all of us...
Breathe slowly & deeply whenever you can.
Disconnect yourself from the "norm" periodically.
Enjoy being bored.
Connect with something/someone that makes you smile.
Be still long enough to hear.
Peace out! #morechillingtodo #myheadacheisgone #quiettime
I thought I was just here to visit, love and serve; but in my stillness I am gaining clarity.
Now walk it out...
Saturday, April 15, 2017
When God says to pray.....JUST PRAY
I wanted to talk to you and I needed to do it face to face.
Enjoy the video...
Now walk it out, as we pray!
Enjoy the video...
Now walk it out, as we pray!
Sunday, April 2, 2017
Just Slow Down Already
For the past two weeks, I have heard God saying to me repeatedly, "SLOW DOWN".
"Slow down??? Lord, don't you know that I've got things to do!" That sounds ridiculous doesn't it?; but don't judge me. You know you've probably said the same thing at some point. The world that we live in is moving so quickly. There are deadlines to be made, community to participate in, phone calls to make, business opportunities to seek after, family to care for, friends to catch up with and soooo much more. Someone is ALWAYS pulling on us. You go to the local grocery store just to shop and someone comes down the aisle waxing philospohical. (I was looking for corn, not conversation.) When you go to one of your child's activities, someone calls on the phone for a deep debate. You try to take a quick nap, but you can't fall asleep because you didn't silence the FB notifications on your phone. It's a hot mess! So much to do, so little time.....but is that really the case?
Who told you couldn't turn your phone off temporarily? Who said that you shouldn't give a polite wave and save the conversation for another day?
We are so busy trying not to offend others that we have forgotten how to protect ourselves. You are the greatest commodity, your greatest asset and it's time to protect it.
Slow down and enjoy God's creation. Slow down and love on the people in your home. Slow down and turn your phone off for a spell. Slow down and actually follow through at the gym. Slow down and bask in the afternoon sun. Slow down and not only talk to God, but be sure to listen to God.
If you're a busy-body, it might be challenging, but it will definitely be worth it. How do I know? Because I'M definitely a busy-body, but I'm learning to let go. (Okay, so I'm up to letting go... I'm a work in progress.)
This is my challenge to you....If you're asked to do something that doesn't edify you and could potentially be draining, just say NO. Life will not end! It's time for you to slow down.
Now walk it out...
"Slow down??? Lord, don't you know that I've got things to do!" That sounds ridiculous doesn't it?; but don't judge me. You know you've probably said the same thing at some point. The world that we live in is moving so quickly. There are deadlines to be made, community to participate in, phone calls to make, business opportunities to seek after, family to care for, friends to catch up with and soooo much more. Someone is ALWAYS pulling on us. You go to the local grocery store just to shop and someone comes down the aisle waxing philospohical. (I was looking for corn, not conversation.) When you go to one of your child's activities, someone calls on the phone for a deep debate. You try to take a quick nap, but you can't fall asleep because you didn't silence the FB notifications on your phone. It's a hot mess! So much to do, so little time.....but is that really the case?
Who told you couldn't turn your phone off temporarily? Who said that you shouldn't give a polite wave and save the conversation for another day?
We are so busy trying not to offend others that we have forgotten how to protect ourselves. You are the greatest commodity, your greatest asset and it's time to protect it.
- You need rest.
- You need time away.
- You need peace and quiet.
- You need an opportunity to sit outside and listen to the birds chirping.
- You need stillness to hear from God.
Slow down and enjoy God's creation. Slow down and love on the people in your home. Slow down and turn your phone off for a spell. Slow down and actually follow through at the gym. Slow down and bask in the afternoon sun. Slow down and not only talk to God, but be sure to listen to God.
If you're a busy-body, it might be challenging, but it will definitely be worth it. How do I know? Because I'M definitely a busy-body, but I'm learning to let go. (Okay, so I'm up to letting go... I'm a work in progress.)
This is my challenge to you....If you're asked to do something that doesn't edify you and could potentially be draining, just say NO. Life will not end! It's time for you to slow down.
Now walk it out...
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