Joyce Meyer says “you’re not free if you’re living to please other people, and your’e not free if you’re constantly doing things you really don’t want to do, and your heart’s not in it”.
For so long I’ve lived like that. Feeding off the enjoyment, the buffet of people’s ready opinion, approval of how hard I worked. Being fueled by their respect, when in fact, I should only be following my heart, and what I think God has created me to do. But it is not easy. It is a button for me, that gets pushed, causing me anxiety when I think about letting someone down at work and with family too, but mostly with work.
I want to act in God’s liberty, and when I feel the anxiety come, to try to derail me, I am choosing to stand fast, and cling to God’s approval and leading.
I am always so fascinated by people’s inspiring stories of living life differently. Of taking the chance, stepping out into something their heart is in, instead of the regular, the norm. I think too many of us miss stepping out of the boat into the fire, to test our experience, or inexperience.
This morning I was reading Psalm 100, and it is easily one of my favourite chapters in the Bible. I want to commit it to memory.
“Make a joyful noise to the LORD, all you lands (nations).
Serve the LORD with gladness: come before His presence with singing.
Know you that the LORD He is God: it is He that has made us, and not we ourselves;
we are His people,
and the sheep of His pasture.
Enter into His gates with thanksgiving,
and into His courts with praise:
be thankful to Him,
and BLESS His name.
For the LORD is good;
His mercy is everlasting;
and His truth endures to all generations.”

“Know you that the LORD is God: it is He that has made us, and not we ourselves” Wow, that is so humbling, in the most encouraging way!! It makes me laugh, knowing we aren’t on our own. We aren’t in this alone. We don’t have to figure out ourselves or our purpose on our own. Because we are made. Created by our Creator. And He’s in charge, not us.
“We are His people” – this is our identity. For all of us who struggle with our identity, there it is.
“and the sheep of His pasture” – we are like sheep, which are followers of their shepherd. So we are in His care. And we are in His pasture. His domain. His kingdom. His world. We have a place in His world, in His rest. Pastures are a place of rest, of repose. We all crave a place of rest in our souls, of belonging, of nurturing. Of healing and peace. And it’s there, in His Words (the Bible). It is the beginning and it is the end of all, above all. It is the power and authority over all.
“..for the LORD is Good.” Truth. He is good. Even when the world says He isn’t, He surely is.
“His mercy is everlasting; and His truth endures to all generations.” – Promise for our kid(s). He doesn’t go out of style.
So that’s it for this morning! Baby William has been having a record nap, but I think he’s up now, raring to go!

I think we’ll go out for some errands and maybe pick up a coffee (for me, not William)!
Happy Thursday everyone, hope your week is going well. I think we all feel like the week is almost over when we get this far. Yay for Fridays!
PS. This kid is always trying to get my phone!!!

Okay, just have to hit pause for a second and drink in my amazing coffeeee! Baby W. is down for another nap (all you mothers out there, code for TIME FOR ME!! Ha), so I have time to really enjoy it, undisturbed. And you know when you make a REALLY good cup of coffee, it just hits the spot, and is just that much more delicious! Which reminds me of a girl’s youtube channel I follow, called “Story of this Life”. She’s a mother of three, and she and her husband record all kinds of silly things that happen in the life of being parents. Oh man, it gets me laughing, and reminds me to lighten up a little more, and enjoy the small, every-day moments. But you seriously gotta check her channel out, it’s well worth it. My favourite one is the “1st Pregnancy vs. the REST”. Ha! I laugh just thinking about it. Makes my day. Here’s the link for it:

Being a mother just has no comparison. I finally get it. My baby is now over 3 months old, and he is the light of my eyes. When I give him kisses, the rest of the world blurs into unimportance. I thank my God for this gift of joy! How can words express the fun in my heart?! Ha!!I struggled in the first months to relax, to enjoy the moments, but I was so worried of making mistakes, and worried about feeding him right, about having him sleep right, about having it figured out right that my shoulders would not drop. They carried all these worries high, and I could not clearly hear the love that God was daily breathing on me. I couldn’t hear it in my heart. But things are changing. Things are shifting.I can feel my heart breathing again. A sighing of relief! I’m allowing myself to be kind to myself. It was my birthday, so I felt that I could afford a bit of kindness, a bit of leniency so that I could stop to smell the roses. And now I’m hooked! God is opening a door, I’m sure if it. A door to dream again, to relax and enjoy the life He’s given me. To really be me.Thank You, my Almighty God, protector of my heart, Creator of my soul, Author of this real Love that I can feel! You have blown me away with it. With this sweet kiss, you have blown me away.



