I wrestled through some fear before I opened my computer and checked the ranking on Amazon.
I realized I was afraid no one would be downloading the book. I was also afraid people would respond and not be impressed. Maybe what I have to offer isn't good enough after all.
I silenced the fears and trusted that I have been following God in this process so there's no reason to stop now.
God is so good to bless the work I did in obedience. I am humbled. I am learning to be excited and joyful. You're excitement and encouragement helps so much!
We had a great time and discussed a variety of topics like:
I began writing a book as an assignment in my training program. I’ve written books before but this time was different. The first books I wrote were to meet my own needs for my own children. This time I had to choose who to reach and why.
I wanted to write a book that would make an impact. A book that would begin or encourage a transformation for each woman who reads it. Through a process of prayer and planning Mess to Majesty was born.
I have felt like a mess most of my life. Often I have let that keep me from building relationships with people. I’ve also let it keep me from fully trusting God to use me.
Thankfully I learned there are people who love me in my mess. God loves to use my mess to transform me and show off on my behalf. I'm growing in my trust for Him.
As long as I made time for it writing was easy. Until I hired my editor.
I hired an editor who is encouraging me to write better than I ever have. Writing comes easy and I often leave it at...
What I feel is bad. I don’t know what to do with it. I should be able to stop feeling this way because these feelings aren’t helpful.
Our other senses give us valuable information about our physical world, emotions give us valuable feedback about our relationships - with God, yourself and others. We would never wish to stop seeing or hearing, why do we wish to stop feeling?
Because we don't know how to hear the messages they have for us.
How does your body feel? How are you breathing? Where is there peace? Where is there stress? Where is it coming from?
If you want help you can use a list of emotions to get you started. Name as many emotions and reasons for them as you can.
Once you know where the emotions are coming from and what they are called you can ask what the emotions are trying to tell you. Is there someone you need to...
I can’t begin to count how many times I’ve asked- yelled, this to myself. So miserable and so desperate to not feel that way.
Why do I feel I’m never enough?
I absorbed the feeling from my childhood of not being good enough. No one told me I wasn’t good enough, but I felt it all the time.
I decided results fell into two categories, Perfect and Failure. I also picked up the lie that I was my behavior. Therefore I fell into those two categories as well.
I’ve recently seen that Perfect was never defined. If it wasn’t defined I could never know if I achieved it. Therefore I was always a failure. Always.
Excellence was held up as the standard but it was code for Perfect. There was also a strange sense of being no learning curve. I thought I was just supposed to be able to do something and of course, do it perfectly.
Totally unattainable, totally below the...
I am such a mess! Always! Why can’t I get it together? How can God use me when I’m such a huge failure?
This was my heart cry for so many years. I felt so messed up. So convinced I was broken and no one could fix me. Not even God. If He could fix me I was somehow messing up the process so He couldn’t.
I struggled to stretch my insecure, introverted self to go to a women’s retreat with the church. Other women had so much fun and got so much out of them.
The setting was beautiful. The lodge was in the mountains of Alaska, away from the normal busyness of life. Log walls and candles made the chapel so peaceful. Mealtime was in a stunning log lodge with beautifully set tables. I soaked up the worship and the teaching.
I felt left out and so out of place the rest of the time; like a kid who has no one to sit with in the lunchroom. The women were nice, they were glad I was there. I was too, and I wasn’t.
I braved sharing my struggle with one of...
It's always kind of been my impression we’re celebrating the birthday of the United States when we celebrate Independence Day.
We’re not, I mean, we are in a sense, but it's just the day that they declared independence.
It's not the day they gained independence. It's just the day they declared it. Really the birth of the United States would be when the revolutionary war ended, when England finally said, yes, fine, you can be your own country. You're not a colony of England anymore.
We celebrate the declaration because without making that declaration, that firm resolve, we would never have had independence. They resolved - We're sure this is what God is calling us to. We are sure He is with us in this. We are committing, our lives, our fortunes, our honor. We're giving everything to this. We're declaring this is what we believe and we are giving everything.
The spiritual truth in that is that we can...
Since there will be trouble, (Jesus promised there would be until He returns) why not prepare?
Prepare by expecting it. I don’t mean being doom and gloom always expecting everything to go wrong. God is with us and has good plans for us. He also warned us we have an enemy who is always looking to steal, kill, and destroy, so we should be ready.
I often said I house-proofed my children rather than child-proofing my house. They learned boundaries and self-control from a young age. I prepared them to avoid the dangers and trouble that were in their world. I could take them anywhere I wanted to and let them know the boundaries. We weren’t restricted to childproofed spaces.
In much the same way, I can’t send my children into a struggle-free world. Instead, I’m doing my best to give them skills and tools to avoid the dangers and overcome the struggles. Even learn to use trouble to benefit them. My job is not to keep struggle out of their life. Do I teach them to...
I like peace. I like easy.
As a lobster grows its shell becomes too tight putting the lobster under pressure. When life is bringing pressure on me I want it to go away. Yesterday.
The lobster follows the design of its Creator and goes to a safe place like the cleft of a rock. In the shelter of the rock the lobster sheds the shell that has become too small and grows a new, larger shell.
When life brings pressure I’m learning to take shelter in my Rock.
If I am being continually transformed from glory to glory my shell is going to frequently get too tight. I can complain about the pressure, wish it away, ignore it, and … miss out on what He has for me in this area of growth.
Instead of seeing pressure as a negative I can recognize it and say “Okay, time to grow!”. I can be intentional in asking the Lord for His strategy, His lesson, and who He wants to be for me. I want to come humbly before Him and shed my too tight shell. I desire to stay hidden in His...
I’m an emotional wreck. I can’t think. I can’t hold back the tears and this intense ache.
A clear thought breaks through the suffocating emotion.
This hurts way more than it should. This is just normal teen stuff. They want to be with their friends. It’s a really busy season.
Why is it hurting so bad? What is it I’m really feeling?
I’m feeling SO rejected!
Rejection and I go way back. Way, way back. That’s why this hurts so bad. It’s time to heal.
I’m feeling pressure, stress, from other’s choices. I feel rejected. A crazy thing about feelings is I can feel rejection without ever having been rejected. This isn’t about blaming or figuring out who rejected me. It’s about me examining the wound with the Lord and receiving His healing so I can deal with current events as just that – current, present – not clouded and confused by past wounds.
Looking at pressure like the lobster, it’s time to grow....