Did you ever want something you had to fight for? Maybe not a physical boxing match, but that you really had to work to get?
Against opposition, against the flow, against popular opinion, against what was easy, against what was less painful?
And when you earn it, it's so sweet.
I have found myself there in the past, and was reminded of that this week.
It's worth fighting for what you believe in. For what you want. For what is good for you.
My marriage. My family. My belief in Jesus.
It doesn't have to be on a big stage, it can be a private, personal fight. It can be small, just a few friends know. But compromise? Give up? Not an option.
I'm going to go down fighting.
Here's to going after dreams, fighting for what you believe in, and living life, going hard after Jesus.
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Sunday, February 21, 2016
Because he loves me
I've been thinking about this a lot lately. Because he loves me.
I'm talking about Jesus. I love him, more and more the older I get, the more I try to know him, the more I find I love him. The more I want to do for him. I'm not qualified or capable to do big things. I don't have a big platform. I'm happy in my anonymity, doing the things I can for those around me. It's surprising when you open your eyes and your heart what you can find to do for others.
I was talking to Steve on the way home from church this morning and I said that I was surprised by myself because I never thought I would be astute enough to recognize when a child needed a hug versus a child that wanted a hug because I hugged another child. That one child needed me to say hi and acknowledge I see him is the same for him as the one that needed three hugs. (I love my Awana Sparkies, I sure get a lot of hugs these days).
A hug doesn't cost me anything. A smile, a high five, a hello. All are free and limitless.
Encouragement is free, and I happen to be friends with someone who gets that, and does it so well. Not just for me, I watch her encourage others and it really is a gift she has. I am working on being more encouraging to others.
So many things/actions/gifts I have to give. And because he loves me, I want to share his love.
I'm talking about Jesus. I love him, more and more the older I get, the more I try to know him, the more I find I love him. The more I want to do for him. I'm not qualified or capable to do big things. I don't have a big platform. I'm happy in my anonymity, doing the things I can for those around me. It's surprising when you open your eyes and your heart what you can find to do for others.
I was talking to Steve on the way home from church this morning and I said that I was surprised by myself because I never thought I would be astute enough to recognize when a child needed a hug versus a child that wanted a hug because I hugged another child. That one child needed me to say hi and acknowledge I see him is the same for him as the one that needed three hugs. (I love my Awana Sparkies, I sure get a lot of hugs these days).
A hug doesn't cost me anything. A smile, a high five, a hello. All are free and limitless.
Encouragement is free, and I happen to be friends with someone who gets that, and does it so well. Not just for me, I watch her encourage others and it really is a gift she has. I am working on being more encouraging to others.
So many things/actions/gifts I have to give. And because he loves me, I want to share his love.
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