Dream Big
Dear Friends,
I took the last 4 days to staycation and get some much needed rest. You never realize how tired you are until you really allow yourself to stop. I had a great 4 days of cousin camp and am so thankful my cousin Allie came to the ole MO to reset with me. Over the last few days I’ve had several little thoughts in my head and in true Jody fashion those little thoughts all caught up with me tonight while prepping food for the week in an overwhelming fashion.
So I have had this SONG on repeat for over an hour. As the lyrics repeat over and over in my mind, I am putting fear back in its place, remembering who goes before me and all the cliche statements about “God doesn’t call the prepared, the prepares the called” and any other mental trick I can to bolster the courage to tell Satan to get his fearful chatter out of my head because tomorrow there’s some major tail to kick. Here are some of my staycation “discovery” thoughts:
- Rest gives my brain time to think and process. I need more of that.
- Rest gives my brain too much time to think and process. I have to watch that or fear creeps in.
- Rest gives me space to look around and see what/who has been neglected in my life.
- Rest gives me the freedom to spend little to no time getting ready or feeling the need to impress anyone. Hanging out with “coffee cup” me is a great reminder to love who I am, to embrace the morning hair and smudged mascara and be kind in how I speak about myself.
- Rest gives me space to be thankful for the people who paddle for me when my arms get tired. I too often rush through my thank you’s to these people who anchor me in the midst of my new normal. Jesus bless their hearts.
- Rest makes me realize that my life is far from balanced and that I should be resting more each week. The reality is there isn’t time. But there has to be. I know you feel me there. But friends, we really have to fight for this.
- Rest gives me the space to be brave and go do something that scares me.
- Rest makes it possible to feel that unforced rhythm of grace that comes when I take my heavy yoke and put it down to pick up the one Jesus offers me, the one he shoulders and I need merely to walk beside in stride. I picture it like he’s a tall horse and I’m a min horse. We share a yoke but if I can just stay in step with him, he shoulders the weight and I just move. Rest gives me glimpses that that Scripture isn’t just a far fetched target I’ll never hit but one I can weave into my normal if I just keep working towards it.
- Rest makes me make all the list. All. The. Lists. They are everywhere. In my goal’s notebook, in my planner, in my phone, on my blog. ALL. THE. LISTS.
In sum, I know I have to do a better job of resting. I know fear will continue to be the loudest chatterbox in my life and that where bravery is exhibited, fear can’t win. So I’ll be brave. You be brave too. Someone is waiting on a step of your bravery. Something could change if you were brave. If you’re not sure what your be brave moment is, take some time to rest, give yourself space to create, dream and find what fear monger jumps up. Then bravely take that on this week.
You got this.
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