New Beginnings

5/19/22

Hi Wonderfull You! 

How is your day going?  Are you acknowledging at least some of what is wonderful about you?

I was hoping to get a new post up but haven’t had the time to put the usual 10 – 15+ hours of writing and obsessing and rewriting and obsessing and then editing and, well, obsessing even more, into it. I did (finally!) get the talk I’m giving this weekend at a retreat I’ll be helping out at polished enough (for now, anyway . . . who knows what tomorrow will bring! :))

I’ve also been a bit too atwitter because of this week-end to be able to focus, to be honest. So I’m just going to rerun a prayer that was originally published at the beginning of last year. It was one of those that had been written for the group of people I will be working with this weekend.

Looking forward to meeting with you next week!

Here’s another prayer I wrote for the GLP group.  This month’s theme is ‘Hope For New Beginnings’.  We gotta keep our hope up!  

(There’s a personal observation before the prayer.)

Lord knows, I’m all for New Beginnings.  So why is it I dread change?  Does it have something to do with . . . control???  (This subject is becoming a sore spot for me:))  I was just thinking about how ‘New Beginnings’ sounds like something I am determining.  “I will start my own New Beginning on the day that I prefer, at the time that I choose, this is what I want to happen, here is how I will go about making it happen, with this being the time frame I believe I should be able to make it in.  And I will let nothing get in the way of accomplishing it (for the first day, anyway).”  

Hmmmmm . . . what is missing in all that?  And what is far too prevalent?

Then, when I try to cram my New Beginning into God’s will I feel like I’m trying to jack hammer a square rigid peg into a God shaped amorphous hole.  I become exhausted, frustrated and snotty.

You’ve probably never experienced this, right? (Ahem)

When it comes to ‘Change’, if I can get over myself and allow God to orchestrate it whether He consults with me or not, and will face toward it in spite of the stark raving terror of not knowing where God is leading, then when I (finally) get done kicking, screaming and whining, what gets accomplished is far more amazing, worthwhile, fulfilling, and better for the world at large than I could have ever imagined or hoped for.  

And I can’t thank Him enough for using whiney, snotty me for His purposes.

Dear Lord, help me to understand that just because I don’t see Your end purposes for what You are trying to do in my life and/or the rest of the world doesn’t necessarily mean Change is something to dread.  Please help me (us?) to realize Your New Beginnings have our best interests at heart, even if we never learn what they are. Your will be done, God (and I do mean that) (kinda) (sorta) (okay, I’m trying to mean it!) In Jesus name, Amen! 

I hope you have a wonderful few days!