My “get up and go” got up and went…

So I got up this morning.  Well, E got me up this morning crying and wanted fed.  I’m mean really?!  How dare she!  Who does she think she is anyway?!  A 4 month old nursing baby or something?!  The nerve…
By the time I finished feeding her it was close to 6:00 and the biggest part of me was super excited that I’d have time to lay back down before my alarm went off at 7:00.  M has a camp from 8:30-12 today, so I wasn’t going to get to sleep in.  A super small part of me was trying to convince myself that I needed to go walk.  “But you didn’t lay out your clothes for the walk.” and “You’ll wake everyone up when you deactivate the security system and raise the garage door.” and “You’ll smell bad, it’s gonna be HOT today.”  Excuses.  I’ve lived a long time with many excuses.  And “how’s that working out for ya?” you may ask.  Yeah.  Not so well.  Anyway, eventually my sports bra won.  I set out with my iPhone in my arm band, on my forearm since my bicep is too big for it to fit comfortably, sunglasses on, attitude and head up!  So what it took me almost an hour to do 3.7 miles.  I did it.  With God’s help I’ll continue to do it.  And not so I can look like the hot moms at M’s school.  But so I can live to enjoy summers with my babies.  

I sadly realized the other day that my adult life has consisted of segments of personal failures and missed opportunities.  Here are some examples:
…after I have the baby and while I’m on maternity leave I’ll…
…well, during the summer I’ll change before school starts and I’ll…
…my 20 year high school reunion is in 2 years…I’ll do it by then…
*sigh*

While I was on my walk this morning I came up on the biggest worm I’d ever seen both in length and in girth.  It was dead, hard and crusty from being baked in the sun and being without moisture.  Now I don’t know where the worm came from, but what the worm may not have known was that he died at the grass line, just steps from the creek that often times floods the area it surrounds.  It was SO close to it’s worm destiny and a nirvana for worms everywhere.  It could have been so happy in such a marshy heaven.  But it gave up.  It died.  I don’t want to be that worm.  I don’t want to be literally steps from the destiny that God has given me and give up.  God has so much more for us if we just don’t quit.  
Don’t.  Ever.  Quit
J preached a Wednesday night service recently and did such a great job.  One of our elders got up to take up the offering and gave a word of encouragement to J and I.  It was so refreshing.  He said he was thankful for youth pastors who were hungry after God and specifically to me that God’s doing a work in me, that God hears my cry and He sees my heart.  That He knows that contrite spirit that He’s going to take me places, that I’m asking for things, but that He’s got things for me that I can’t even imagine.  Places, that I couldn’t even imagine.  Wow!  How exciting to hear that.  Funny, on the way to church that evening, I was thinking about how when we have special guest ministers in the past, it seemed they always had words for other people.  Not me.  I’m so thankful for the Lord.
I’m not perfect, but I’m going to let God make it perfect.

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