I hate those days when I feel like I’ve lost my drive. Not just the drive, actually – I seem to have lost the whole dang car. And there God is, patiently holding the keys and GPS that will get me back there. All I have to do is ask for help and mean it.
I have to mean it.
It sounds so simple, really. I just have to drop my earthbound baggage so my hands will be empty to take what He’s got – but I can’t seem to do it.
Why is that? Maybe because I am so tired in my head. Some days, the world just wears me down until I want to curl up in bed and turn my face to the wall. No drive, no momentum at all. I do know that God will lovingly pick me up every time I fail, so why am I hesitant to take what He is so willing to give? And still He remains – standing right by me, loving me so much, patiently prompting me to ask Him for help, and promising to stay near no matter what happens, no matter what I do, no matter where the road takes me.
But I still have to ask for my drive – my spirit – to be restored. A simple request. I can’t let the fear and fatigue stop me from doing that one little thing.
Everything else is on Him, but the first step is on me.
I am a wife and mom and, like so many of you, each day is filled with precious moments, funny moments, thoughtful pauses, a share of pain, a share of prayer, and way more random thoughts than I can reasonably account for or use - so perhaps I can put some of them to use here :)
I like to write, but I have not done enough of it in my getting-longer-by-the-minute life and I miss it. In this blog, I plan to enjoy a bit of writing and hopefully brighten your day by sharing thoughts, stories, serious stuff, fun stuff - basically, whatever seems relatable in any given week.
There are definitely days when I feel timeless, but that is not why I named this blog ImaginAgeless. And then there are those days - you know the ones! - when I am definitely feeling my age on the outside, even though inside my heart and soul feel 30 years younger (for some of you, that would land you right back in diapers, so just use your imagination) - but that is not why I chose this name, either, although it could have been.
I chose this name because I like to imagine what agelessness feels like. Sometimes, I like to imagine what it will be like when I see the face of Christ and eternity begins. Time will cease, and life will be ageless. Some days it is just gloriously terrifying to think about. Some days I don't want to think about it at all. And some days, I can't wait.
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