Category: Building Christian Character

As Christians, people should be able to look at us and see Christ. People should be able to see who we serve in the way we act.

Never Say Never

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Looks like I'm going camping.
Looks like I’m going camping.

When my kids were little, we used to take them camping every summer. As they got older, we went with some other families from church. My sweet hubby loves to camp and he does all of the cooking while we are there. I mean serious cooking. We don’t eat honey buns for breakfast. We have eggs, bacon and pancakes and most importantly, coffee. For dinner, he grills chicken or smokes something and it’s delicious.

At one point, though, my daughter was no longer interested in going and quite frankly, neither was I. Camping takes so much planning. I have to pack everything, but the kitchen sink and then everything comes home wet and has to be washed. It’s exhausting. I was done. Then we got a new youth pastor. She was young and energetic. She loved the idea of taking the middle schoolers camping and including the rising sixth graders as a welcome to the youth group.

Both of my kids were included in this group; so I grudgingly agreed to go. It rained most of the time on Saturday, but the kids had a ball and truthfully, so did I. We had the opportunity to have them outside in God’s Creation, away from electronics and they loved every minute of it. They bonded with each other and created community.

The next year when we went, my daughter had just finished 8th grade. She would not be eligible to go on the trip the following year. I figured my hubby could go with my son. I announced, very publicly, my retirement from camping, once again.

Today, my hubby and I had a meeting with our young, energetic youth pastor right after Sunday School. We had many things to discuss. When we got to the camping trip, I was ready to tell her to count me out. But, she and my hubby got to planning. They decided it would be a fabulous idea to combine the high school and middle school youth and invite all of the families too, for a youth family camping trip. For those who didn’t want to camp, the parents could come and spend the day on Saturday and stay for dinner.

I found myself once again, inexplicably, being drawn into camping plans. I even found myself getting excited about it.

Once I got home I found myself talking to God about it and laughing. His plans quite often, don’t line up with mine. I write about the importance of community all of the time. I also write about the wonder of God’s Creation and how I believe that one of Satan’s big schemes is to keep us indoors and away from God’s wonder. How could I possibly say no to a chance to build community and be out in nature at the same time? I couldn’t.

I have come to understand on my faith walk, that I sometimes get called to go where I wouldn’t have chosen to go on my own. But, I have also learned that when I obey His call I am always blessed and I have the opportunity to bless others. So, I’m going camping and for some reason, I’m looking forward to it. God works in mysterious ways!

Have you ever been called to do something you said you never would do? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Teaching Trust

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Whenever I try to teach my kids to trust in God's plan, He always intervenes.
Whenever I try to teach my kids to trust in God’s plan, He always intervenes.

My kids started back to school today after a fabulous summer break. They were not happy. My son spent his last day of sweet summer with friends in the neighborhood, riding bikes and enjoying the outdoors. My daughter met some friends at a pool and then we added a few more and they convened in our basement to talk about the perils of school and how they dreaded it.

I had to run a quick errand to pick up some drum sticks for my son when my daughter called panicked. While she wasn’t happy about going back to school, she had what she considered, the perfect schedule. She had friends in every class and lunch with three of her besties. The girls had all checked the Power School app one more time and she discovered that her schedule had been changed. She had been taken out of math and put into chemistry. This also changed her lunch period.

It had been less than twenty-four hours since we attended the school open house and someone had changed her schedule. This may seem like a very minor issue, and to adults, it is, but to a high school sophomore, it was huge. She asked me to e-mail her adviser and I reminded her that I was driving. I suggested that she e-mail him.

She hates to deal with authority. She would much rather avoid conflict at all cost. Reluctantly, she agreed. I said a prayer for her at this point. I could feel God’s hand in this situation. She e-mailed her adviser and he e-mailed her right back. He was very kind and told her that he didn’t change her schedule, that one of the administrators did, probably to balance class size. He promised to look into it.

She worried all evening. I asked her if she had prayed about it and she said yes. Then I asked her if it ever occurred to her that God had a plan for her, that perhaps she was supposed to meet some new people in the chemistry class. There would be upperclassmen in there as well. I reminded her that when she got put into a group on her mission trip without her friends, she had the time of her life and was thrilled that she ended up where she did. She wasn’t convinced.

She went on to bed and this morning, she was surprisingly calm. I reminded her that life is full of curve balls and that everyone at some point in life, had something changed against their wishes. She e-mailed her adviser again and he asked her to speak to one of the assistant principals. She was super nervous about that, but she had also found a friend in the new class, a girl from church, a girl from our small group class last year. She decided that either way, things would be fine.

Teaching my teens to trust God is one of the most difficult tasks around. When the seemingly minutiae in life is a huge deal, it’s hard to show them that there is in fact, a bigger plan and that God has their best in mind. I find myself praying a lot about wisdom and the ability to show them the truth.

The thing is, when I pray about teaching them trust, God always comes through. After all, He wants them to learn about trusting Him too. I know that God doesn’t work like a genie and the answer to some prayers is no, but the fact that we talked about praying about it, and the fact that she dealt with her adviser herself and the fact that she decided it would be okay either way, had God’s fingerprints all over it.

In the end, she texted me that she was able to keep math and I said a prayer of thanks to the God who loves my children more than I do, as hard as that is for me to understand.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Jesus Take the Wheel

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Jesus take the wheel, should probably be our go to answer for all of life's issues.
Jesus take the wheel, should probably be our go to answer for all of life’s issues.

My fifteen-year-old daughter has been driving for right at a week now. It has been a white-knuckle experience. It’s not that she’s a bad driver; it’s that she’s a new driver and very inexperienced. I promised myself that I would not be a yeller when my kids started driving. I remember feeling like my mama was always screaming when I was newly behind the wheel.

I am sorry to say I have broken that promise and I’m sure as my mama is reading this, she is laughing out loud. I am also sure that she’s looking at the screen and saying out loud, “My daddy always said that you don’t pay for your raising until you have your own.” As usual, Granddaddy was right.

As we were traveling to guitar lessons yesterday, we approached a yellow light. I told her to slow down. She kept her speed. It turned red. I told her to stop. She gunned it. At this point, I was screaming. She slammed on brakes, stopping us in the cross walk. She started crying. The guy on the bike crossing the street was cussing and glaring at us. I am sure if I were ever going to have a stress related heart attack, that would have been the moment.

When we finally arrived at guitar, she was still sniffling. I was shaking, (close to shock I think), when Ms. Vanda, her guitar teacher, came to the door calling out how proud she was the my daughter had received her learner’s permit. When we described what had happened, she had a few stories of her own about her son and her own experiences while learning to drive. She attributed her surviving them to the “hand of God.”

She told my daughter that she had worked on the perfect song for them to play; “Jesus Take the Wheel,” by Carrie Underwood. Perfect.

As I sat on her couch working to regain my composure and thanking God for keeping us safe, it occurred to me that we all have those driving stories. I’ll bet you can think of a few of your own. Almost every adult I know drives, which means at some point, they had to learn. But, rarely do I hear a fatal story involving a student driver. It has to be the “hand of God.”

When I pray that God will grow my faith, I should know by now, that I have to fasten my seat belt. Growth is rarely painless. But, let me tell you, if you want to really trust God, get in the passenger seat of a teen driver. He is definitely clearing your path and keeping you safe.

But, the deeper reality is that we are never really in control. We can make choices, but in the end, the big stuff, like our health and whether we keep our jobs or if we will return home safely from work everyday, that’s out of our hands. Riding with a student driver is a concrete reminder that we all should be saying, “Jesus take the wheel,” and stop panicking and worrying so much. That’s easier said than done, believe me; I know, but it really is the only way to find peace in the turbulent world we live in.

I know I’ll be saying those words very regularly over the next year. Maybe you would like to join me.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Tossing Out the Bad

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I discovered this squash on my daily garden check. It had to be thrown in the trash.
I discovered this squash on my daily garden check. It had to be thrown in the trash.

I check on my little garden everyday. There are usually a few tomatoes and okra to be harvested and sometimes some squash. Yesterday, I discovered this unfortunate squash. Something had burrowed into it and it was rotting rather quickly. I hate to throw out something that I have taken the time to nurture and grow.

But, if I leave something rotting, hanging on the vine next to healthy fruit and vegetables, it will draw more pests, putting my entire little crop in danger. That little squash stayed in my thoughts and made me think about how our lives can have similar issues.

We can be cruising along, minding our own business, when something unexpected happens to us. A person or a situation can make us angry,  hurt our feelings or make us jealous. Often, these feelings are fleeting and only upset us for a very short time. But, sometimes, we allow these feelings to take root in our hearts.

When we allow things like anger, jealousy and hurt feelings to take root, they begin to take on a life of their own. They grow and get bigger. They fester. They begin to poison the good things in our lives. Feelings of contentment, thankfulness and forgiveness begin to take a backseat, while the negativity continues to grow.

As we focus on the negative, we attract more pests, and all of the good gets overshadowed by the bad. There is no room for the Holy Spirit within all of that negativity because we shut down and can no longer hear him. There is no room for things like love, joy and peace which are the Spirit’s fruits.

We can allow that one slight, whether big or small,  to take over our entire being. The good news is that we can take precautions.

The good news is we have a guide-book to help us navigate life’s sometimes bumpy, roads. The Bible has a ton of advice on dealing with life’s curve balls. Philippians 4:8 says, “And now dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.”

I have always loved that verse. It helps to remind us to focus on the good, not the bad.

Psalm 37:8 says, “Stop being angry! Turn from your rage. Do not lose your temper- it only leads to harm.”

We are told here that we do have a choice whether to turn towards or away from anger.

Ephesians 4:26-27 tells us, “And, don’t sin by letting anger control you. Don’t let the sun go down while you are still angry, for anger gives a foothold to the devil.”

Here again, we have a choice about how we deal with our emotions. Sure, we are going to get angry and we will likely get our feelings hurt from time to time, if we choose to live among other humans. We may find ourselves with some jealousy over someone else’s accomplishments. These are normal feelings, but they are only feelings. When we acknowledge them honestly in prayer, we can activate the Holy Spirit’s presence in our lives and toss them in the trash where they belong, like that little squash.

Then, we can live in peace with joy. I think that is something worth striving for. What about you?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

The Beauty of Ugly Tomatoes

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I'll bet you wouldn't choose this tomato in a grocery store.
I’ll bet you wouldn’t choose this tomato in a grocery store.

When I go to the grocery store and look for produce, I look for the shiniest apples that are perfectly formed. I do the same with tomatoes and all other produce that I purchase. Now I know that they have been sprayed and waxed to sell, but to reach for the perfect is my first instinct.

The only problem is, perfection on the outside is often not a great indicator of what is on the inside. My Uncle Eddie is a connoisseur of tomatoes. All my life I have heard him telling stories of stopping at vegetable stands all over Florida and asking if the tomatoes were “hot-house.” He rarely believed them when they said no, and always made the vendor cut one and let him taste it. He always said that tasting it was the only way to really tell. Tasting it was the only way to get to the truth.

I never really understood why, until I grew my own. Growers can use greenhouses to grow tomatoes year round. They can look perfect. You can’t tell them from the ones you grow in your own backyard, but the catch is, they have very little flavor. They look great, but taste bad. Isn’t taste the reason that you buy any produce?

My fifteen-year-old daughter was recently talking about a girl in her school that everyone thinks is pretty. I told her that I agreed; the girl was definitely pretty. But, then she called me out. “She talks about everyone behind their backs; she says one thing and does another and she cusses all of the time. I just can’t see past that. To me, the way she acts, makes her unattractive.”

Mommy got schooled!

I have always said that God talks to me through my own children as well as all children I come in contact with. Sometimes my teenagers have wisdom to share. I’m so glad she picked up on, that what is on the inside counts. I have tried to teach that little truth for years and here she was teaching me.

It’s easy to judge people and fruit by the outside package. Movies, magazines and television are more than happy to encourage us to do that. But, the little tomato from my garden reminds me that it is important to look deeper. I suppose people are not much different than hot-house tomatoes. It’s great that they are gorgeous and perfect on the outside, but when it comes to friends, we really want what’s on the inside.

Things like integrity, honesty, loyalty and kindness matter so much more than perfect hair and teeth or the fact that they are always dressed like they stepped out of a magazine.

The Bible tells us that we are all made in God’s image. God looks at the heart of a person, not the outside. Maybe we should really make the same effort. Those people who show some wear and tear on the outside may have chosen to focus on growing what’s inside them. Those people who wear dated clothes may be giving their money to worthier causes than fashion. Perhaps those people who live in run down houses are focusing their energies elsewhere or maybe they are focusing on simply surviving.

We all have a story to tell. We all have a piece to contribute to God’s giant puzzle. My little tomato is a great reminder to seek out people that I might not normally seek. They may be full of experiences and wisdom to share that I would have missed had I just gone by what I see on the outside.

I don’t need hot-house people in my life. I need the genuine. Don’t we all?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Seeing Past the Messy

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These tomatoes had some dirt on them from the garden, but God made dirt!
These tomatoes had some dirt on them from the garden, but God made dirt!

I was piddling in the garden this morning and I picked some tomatoes and a couple of pieces of okra and knocked on the kitchen door and handed them to my son. I asked him to put them on the counter. As he took them he replied, “But, they are dirty.”

I chuckled as I answered, “Of course, they are dirty; they came from the dirt.”

He shook his head and did as he was asked.

As I returned to the backyard, I pondered our brief encounter. We are programmed from a very young age that dirt and mess are not good. We then turn around and pass that same mentality to our kids.

But, when you really think about it, some of the things that produce the biggest mess, bring us the greatest joy. I have delighted in growing my own vegetables. I feel the presence of God when I watch a bud turn into a flower and then into an actual edible vegetable. It’s dirty though. I have to keep a pair of shoes by the door or I will track dirt in from the outside. The veggies often have dirt on them. There are bugs too, good and bad.

But, frying okra that I grew myself? It’s an amazing feeling.

Pets are another example of the constantly messy, but totally worth it. Our dogs have to be bathed and brushed. They shed constantly and the house has to be vacuumed several times a week and there are still hairballs. But, there’s nothing like waking up in the morning to a wagging tail or coming home to these amazing creatures that seem to think I am the greatest human being ever made. What a gift!

Is the mess worth it? Oh, yes!

The media has programmed us to believe that our houses should look like the ones on television or in magazines, perfection. We can also be lead to believe that our relationships should look that way too. But, relationships, like the garden, are messy. People are messy.

When we really allow ourselves to love another human being, it’s messy. There are times when our feelings will get hurt. There are times when we no longer “feel the love.” That is where faith comes in.

If some of my tomatoes get worms, I don’t dig up the entire plant. I simply remove the injured fruit and search for the worms. Those suckers are good at hiding too.

When my dog has some type of accident on the floor, I clean it up. Yes, it’s disgusting. Yes, I may fuss at him. But, I’m certainly not going to take him to the pound and be done with him.

Human relationships are messy. There’s no way around it. It’s true that getting your feelings hurt and your heart broken is painful. But, is loving each other worth it? You bet. So much so, that it made the red-letter words in the Bible.

“A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” Jesus  (John 13:34-35)

I don’t think I can top that.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Lessons from the Church Parking Lot

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While giving driving lessons in the parking lot, I contemplated the lessons we can learn inside the church.
While giving driving lessons in the parking lot, I contemplated the lessons we can learn inside the church.

My hubby and I recently took our fifteen-year-old daughter to our church parking lot to let her drive her car. She had only been behind the wheel one other time and it was time to get her learner’s permit. Before we let her get on the open highway, we thought it might be a good idea to get in a little practice.

There wasn’t a soul there, so she was free to learn how much pressure to put on the gas and brakes without giving us all whiplash. She got a little practice in going in reverse and using the blinkers. She parked it in one of the many empty spaces. Then she started driving around the church, I pointed out the lines on the pavement and told her she was supposed to keep the car between the lines. With a little practice, she was able to. (Thankfully!)

My hubby commented that people come to our church all of the time to do the same thing. I told him that one of her friends had practiced there too. He said that he often saw people on Fridays, when he cuts grass there, pulling into the parking lot, looking around and changing drivers. They are looking for a good safe place to practice.

The thought occurred to me how going inside the church provides us with safety as well. When we are traveling on our life’s journey, we need a lot of instruction and practice. We need a guide-book. God has provided us with one. The Bible has all kinds of answers and wisdom to deal with life’s crossroads. Attending church can help us decipher it.

We also need the instructions from more experienced Christians. I wouldn’t let a sixteen-year-old teach my fifteen-year-old how to drive. She needs someone with more experience. Church offers the unique opportunity to be around other Christians in various stages of their faith walk. All can offer valid encouragement and advice, but those who have been on the journey the longest, are those who I seek when I really need wisdom.

The church community can also help us to keep it between the lines. Life can get tricky and we can find ourselves in areas of gray. As you know, crossing the lines on the road can be dangerous or even deadly. The lines on our life’s journey can be the same. When we have good friends within our church community, we can counsel each other when the lines get blurred. The Bible tells us, “He who walks with the wise, grows wise, but a companion of fools suffers harm.” Proverbs 13:20

Sometimes we can find ourselves out in the parking lot. We may be hesitant to go in for a million reasons ranging from something in our past to fear of being embarrassed or judged. We need to remember that what goes on inside the church is soothing balm to weary souls, no matter what your story is. Let’s get out of the parking lot and into the church and be sure to drag any stragglers along too.

It’s cool and comforting on the inside and God is waiting with open arms, just thrilled that you stopped by.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Praying for Discernment

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After months of praying and searching the perfect car presented itself.
After months of praying and searching the perfect car presented itself.

The older I get, the more I find myself praying that God will help me with discernment. When I was younger, I would pray that God would let this be the right job or this guy be the right one. Now, I find myself praying that God will give me the wisdom to make the right choices, or for discernment.

This takes a fair amount of patience most of the time. When hubby and I decided we needed a bigger house, we prayed about it and we looked around for about a year. It was really comical at the time; when we would look at a house and kind of like it, it would go under contract the next day, even if it had been on the market for months. God was at work.

When our realtor finally showed us the house we are living in, we knew immediately that we had found it. It had been on the market for over a year and had been marked down a few times. As I sit in this house that I love so much, some nine years later, I know that it was meant for us. Prayer and patience landed us here and trust that God had His best plan for us in motion.

For a little over a year now, I have been praying that we could find the right used car for my daughter this summer. We were on a very tight budget and we wanted something reliable, with good gas mileage and low miles. We weren’t asking much, right? Keeping in mind that nothing is impossible with God, I continued to pray. I combed the internet for hours at the time.

When something looked promising, I would pray that God would let us know if it wasn’t the right car. There were times when I knew I had found it and almost immediately, it sold. I never got discouraged. I kept in mind that He had a plan. We drove to Atlanta to look at a car that we thought was perfect for us, only to find that it had been wrecked and was not at all what was advertised.

My daughter’s birthday got closer and tensions began to rise. I remembered Joyce Meyer saying one time that God always provided for her family. He didn’t do it until the last minute because that’s what builds faith. I held that truth close.

A few days before her birthday, the right car presented itself. As we made plans to go and see it, I found myself once again praying that if it wasn’t the right car, to please let us know, if there was something wrong with it, to please give us discernment to see it or to let it be sold before we got there.

Turns out, in the nick of time, that the car I had prayed for turned up. It had everything on my prayer list and my daughter and hubby liked it. After driving it home, my hubby was even more confident.

And me? I was thankful that I had prayed for discernment. I pray for it more often in my life, as a mom and as a Christian. We are faced with tough decisions almost daily. Which is right and which is wrong? The Bible tells us that we can pray for wisdom and receive it. James 1:5

I think discernment goes hand-in-hand with wisdom. I think God wants us to make good choices. What father doesn’t? If we pray about the choices before us with an open heart, the answers will eventually come. It often takes perseverance and patience, but hey, aren’t we supposed to be working on those too?

What do you think about wisdom and discernment? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Letting Kids Decide

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Sometimes, we can forget that our spiritual safety is just as important as the physical.
Sometimes, we can forget that our spiritual safety is just as important as the physical.

In a recent Sunday school class discussion, someone commented that they knew someone who was going to let their kids decide at age twelve, if they were going to continue to attend church.

I was floored. I immediately asked those who were in attendance to raise their hands if their parents took them to church as kids. Everyone in the room raised their hand. I then asked if it was something that they wanted to do or had a choice in, everyone once again agreed. They had no choice and didn’t enjoy it. Yet, here they were as adults, in their thirties and forties, with children of their own, attending church.

Hmmm, I think I recall a Bible verse about that in Proverbs. “Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it.” Proverbs 22:6

A twelve-year-old child is in 6th or 7th grade. Would we allow that child to stop eating vegetables if they chose to? Would we allow that child to stop doing their homework if they chose to? Would we allow that child to start staying out all night and drinking with friends? Would we allow that child to start experimenting with drugs?

These are ridiculous questions. The answer to all of them is a resounding, “no.” But, these questions deal with the physical body. What about the spiritual?

An AP poll in 2011 reported that 77% of Americans believe in angels and 88% of Christians believe in angels. If we believe in angels, then we have to believe in an unseen spiritual realm. We also have to believe that there are evil forces in that unseen realm as well.

The Bible is very clear about this in Ephesians 6:12. Paul tells us that we are “not fighting against flesh- and- blood enemies, but against evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world, against mighty powers in this dark world , and against evil spirits in the heavenly places.” He then goes on to discuss the Armor of God.

So the question becomes, would we send a twelve-year-old into a spiritual battle without the backing of the Armor of God? Do we believe that a child’s soul is any less important than his physical body? As Christians, there can only be one answer to that question. The answer has to be, “no.”

I have never met a parent who regrets taking their children to church. I have met many who regret not taking their children to church. The kids may whine and complain about having to attend, but they whine and complain about eating vegetables, doing their homework and attending school, too. Some things just aren’t a choice when you are growing up. They are a necessity and the adults know best.

That’s how God set it up. What do you think about letting children decide whether to attend church or not? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

Just a Minute….

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Procrastination seems to be an inborn trait.
Procrastination seems to be an inborn trait.

Our Sunday school class was discussing the topic of why children disobey their parents. Inevitably, we began sharing the things that our kids say that drive us crazy. One of the universal complaints was the, “just a minute answer,” when we make a request of them.

It sometimes appears in phrases like, “hang on,” or “hold on.” For my family in particular, I get these words when it’s time for dinner. I never call those kids to dinner when they don’t have a reason for not coming immediately. I often joke that if I had a nickel for every time I hear their excuses, I would be a wealthy woman.

They are good excuses too. You know, like, “The show is almost over;” or “I’m in the middle of a game;” or “I have to go to the bathroom.” (just to name a few)

The beauty of adult community, is that we get to talk about this kind of stuff and we often realize that our kids are no different that anyone else’s. We share and we learn different parenting strategies from each other. That was the case here. But, after the class, I kept thinking about the seemingly universal desire to procrastinate.

Most all kids seem to do it. But are adults any better? Kids often provide the perfect observation of inborn human behavior. I began a little self-examination. I’m afraid I didn’t fare much better.

Whether it was a better exercise regimen to eating healthier, from calling an old friend, to sending a sympathy card, to planning dinner with friends; I hate to admit that I often have the same, “just a minute,” attitude, like my kids. The only difference, is I don’t say it out loud.

The problem with the, “just a minute,” attitude, is the same way dinner gets cold when we leave it on the table for too long, there are some opportunities in life, that have a time stamp. We never know what tomorrow will bring. Sometimes doing it now is the best way to go.

We have friends who we were trying to get together for dinner recently. We mentioned it to them and they were interested, but the proposed evening didn’t work. We put it off. In this case, the hubby was leaving town for a few months, so the window was short. I got an e-mail from my sweet friend after a few days, that simply said, “He is leaving Tuesday, if you want to do dinner, we have to do it this weekend. No pressure.”

It took a little vulnerability on her part, but I was so happy that she sent me that note. Of course we wanted to get together, we were just, “waiting a minute,” and almost missed our opportunity for a really fun evening of fellowship. We set a date immediately and had a blast.

Then I had to ask myself how often God calls me to do something and I plan on getting to it. I’m not disobeying exactly. I’m just putting what I’m doing at the moment, ahead of God’s call. It’s kind of like my kids coming to dinner. But, if I’m not disobeying exactly, then I’m not obeying either.

I think I need to be more vigilant about this. I think I need to do the important things now, responding to God and connecting with friends and family should be the top of the list. There are only so many hours in a day and so many days. I think I need to try to make the to-do list short and get it done.

How about you? How do you do with procrastination? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂