Spectacular Failure

This past Spring Break, I along with 9 other brave souls, took 77 middle schoolers to Washington DC.
I inherited the planning of this traditional spring time trip from another teacher who had started the tours over 12 years ago.
With a stop in Colonial Williamsburg, we stopped at the capitol building where our literal forefathers made judgments and came up with ideas to birth our new nation.

Our tour guide, fresh faced and dressed in colonial attire, said something that gripped my heart so strongly.
“Almost 300 years ago, these people set out for a new life.  It could have been a spectacular failure.  But they didn’t know until they tried.”
I thought that was such an amazing statement!
I mean, think of all they gave up!
Think of the physical, mental and emotional hardship it took them to leave EVERYTHING they knew, “Oh hey, yeah, let’s leave England and I don’t know, START A NEW COUNTRY.”
And sometimes I don’t even feel brave enough to take my kids out in public by myself…

A lot of times I feel like a failure.
With my children, to God, my marriage, my health, being what I need to be to all the people in my life.
Never once have I thought to attach the adjective of spectacular to any failure of mine.
Probably because I didn’t allow it to be a failure.
I quit before I started.
I allowed the enemy to steal it from me.
Steal God’s plan.
Steal God’s blessings.
Steal my faith and trust that I had in God to use me in the first place.
What if the lesson was in the failure?!
You think of all the things we have now.
What if they never were because someone allowed fear of failure to grip their heart so tightly that it rendered them completely useless?
The next day of our trip to DC took us to the Newseum and as I turned the corner of one display I came face to face with this signage:

Now yes, in context this is about the Civil Rights Movement.
But God spoke this loud and clear to me in a spiritual sense.
On the heels of being a failure, God is calling all of us to Make Some Noise.
All through the history of the world, events and people who were spectacular weren’t that way because they were passive and quiet and quitters.
They looked fear and doubt square in the face and did “it” anyway.

So what is your “it”?
I know what mine is.
I have talked myself out of writing a book for so so long now.
Oh, I don’t have time.
Maybe when the kids are bigger.
I don’t know about anything enough to write an entire book!
No one would buy it!
I’m preaching this straight to myself!

What is inside of you, dying to get out, to change someone’s life?
To change your family tree?
To change history?
Don’t sell yourself short.
Don’t sell God short.

Over 2000 years ago, Christ died for our sins.
It could have been a spectacular failure.
But God sent His only Son because He didn’t want to be separated from His children.
Jesus took a chance and changed history.
Why don’t you put fear aside and allow Him to change your future?



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.

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