There have been times in my life when I have been scared to pray. Never for the things that I want, mind you – those things always tend to come pretty easily.
Nope.
I have been scared to pray asking God for what HE wants – HIS will.
Yesterday was a bit rough around our house. It started as a great day. Brad was off due to the Martin Luther King, Jr. holiday, and we had fun things planned – a birthday lunch, some errands, and just spending time together, (imagine ~ a conversation without kids…). It was going to be so wonderful and relaxing!
But first, the driveway needed to be shoveled.
I heard him call my name from outside. Instantly, alarm bells went off in my head. I ‘ran’ as fast as I could to the door and looked out to see him lying at the bottom of our sloped driveway.
So many times I think I would like to be the creative type. You know this person. The one who can MacGyver a piece of twine, a few berries, and a candle into the most beautiful holiday tablescape you can imagine. Sometimes I can pull something off, but let’s just say I’ll never have my own Etsy shop…
Yet, every time I see a post about someone’s craft store or a new little creation that somebody made, I feel this pull. Like, I should be able to do that, right? Or, maybe if I worked a lot harder I could get that skill?
When I was younger, I would have said, ‘Absolutely!’ But, now that I am a little older, (and hopefully a bit wiser), I now realize that I don’t think that’s how God made me.
For the past few weeks, this question has been going around and around in my brain. For a while, everything was going along rather smoothly. Brad’s job was going well, the kids were enjoying their summer vacation, and I was actually writing. (Somewhat consistently, even.)
Then, BOOM.
I took my children and two of their friends roller skating the other day. I wasn’t feeling like showing off my mad skills, (and totally embarrassing my children), so I just sat and watched.
There was no school that day, so there were quite a few families at the rink. As I sat, surrounded by skaters of all ages, I was completely mesmerized for a bit. They just kept going around and around… And then, I started really looking at the skaters.
