Yeah, I think those words sum me up pretty well.
Rebellious rule follower.
Nail biting yet faith filled.
List making free spirit.
Cautious risk taker.
I like order and spontaneity.
I thrive on charts, to-do lists, MY PLANNER….Sweet Jesus…my planner.
Thanks God for Erin Condren, is all I gotta say.
Yet I love just going with the flow,
In my job as a Librarian, every day is different and I love that.
I’m pretty sure it’s my flexibility that helps me thrive so much.
I love to bake.
Jason knows of my deep affection for Joanna Gaines and when he saw her newest cookbook, Magnolia Table, he knew I had to have it.
It is such a beautiful cookbook.
And as I was thumbing through its pages, I knew Aunt Opal’s Banana Pudding was my first recipe.
I gathered all my ingredients and set out to create.
Step One: Using a stand mixer with a whisk attachment beat 8 ounces of room temperature cream cheese until fluffy.
Jill’s translation: Well, it softened a bit from Krogers to the house, and it sat for a bit while I unloaded the other groceries. Yeah it, feels soft enough, still cool, but soft. Good enough.
Step Two: add sweetened condensed milk
Hmmm…the cream cheese is clumpy. Maybe it’ll smooth out when I add the regular milk.
Step Three: add whole milk
Crap. Still clumpy. Why does it look like cottage cheese? I know, I’ll turn up the speed on the mixer.
Step Four: add whipped topping and mix for 2-3 minutes.
Well, if Jojo says 2-3, I bet 5 minutes will be better. Surely these clumps will come out.
Guess what didn’t come out?
My banana pudding, while delicious, has the texture of cottage cheese.
Aunt Opal would not approve.
I had everything in front of me that I needed to succeed.
I had the fancy expensive mixer, the beautiful cookbook, the presentable trifle bowl, all the ingredients.
Yet my outcome was less than stellar.
“My ways are higher than your ways”
Lord is that you?
Even though this recipe had been perfected by Aunt Opal and loved by Joanna, I still thought I could do better.
There’s so many times that I have stepped out, not in faith, but rather foolishness and done things MY way.
Because, clearly I know more than the God of the Universe…duh.
Now thankfully souls and eternity didn’t hinge on me messing up my banana pudding.
I mean, honestly who even cares.
Lumps aren’t gonna keep me from eating it!
But what about when it comes to important stuff?
Whispers from Holy Spirit, warnings, ways He is trying to protect me from something.
Yet here I go bulling my way through life, doing it my way, only to bring heartache and pain.
I love lists and order and details.
But I have this streak of rebellion in my heart.
The hippie free spirit that is encouraging me to “come on man! Let’s just live and do and be!”
Then the Holy Spirit that is encouraging me and reminding me, “My ways are higher than your ways….Give ear and come to me; listen, that you may live.
Rebellion comes in so many forms, but holiness comes in One.
And maybe if you are struggling right now in any area of your life, could it be because you’re trying to do it yourself?
Or maybe disobedience has brought you to a crossroads.
You can either turn left and keep on in your own power, trudging through difficulty and pain and sorrow.
Or you can turn right and say, “Well God, I’ve made a mess. I am handing over my rebellious heart to you.”
Let’s set aside our plan, our to-do lists, and the idea of control.
And as you do, you’ll have a front row seat to the beautiful plan God has and the miracle of your own life.
Get Moving Monday:
Isaiah 55:8 (this whole chapter is SO good)
In order to get the full meaning of these scriptures, back up and read the whole chapter. Read the verse in context.
Ask yourself these questions:
Who is the writer talking to?
What was the culture like when this was written?
Why is it important that this scripture is here at this particular point?
How can I apply this scripture to my life today?
Do my habits, thoughts, actions, mirror the people this scripture is intended for?
I’m a book-shelving, former tap dancer, wanna be writer, singer,
and banjo player, mother of 4, wife of 1, follower of Christ,
walking in the shadow of the Proverbs 31 woman
and redeemed by the grace and love of an Almighty God…
just living the dream.