FMF: Afraid To

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Today’s Word: Afraid

Afraid To

Failure.
The act of making an attempt,
yet not being successful.
The attempt.
Eliminate the attempt
you eliminate the failure.
Or have you only increased the rate of failure?
Is the lack of an attempt
in itself,
Failure?
Yet the attempt is scary.
Especially if you find yourself,
attempting again.

What if it doesn’t work?
What if I can’t succeed?
What if I tell people this thing that I am about to attempt,
and I fail?

And so it comes,
not failure itself,
yet being afraid of failure.

Fear is such a tricky thing.
It catches your breath.
It makes you hesitate.
It causes you to stop so suddenly,
and at times,
For so long,
that it freezes you in place.

Being afraid to try is worse than Failure,
because then we never know,
if we would have failed.

We rob ourselves of growth.
We rob ourselves of learning.
We rob ourselves of Victory.

I am afraid to fail.
I am afraid to try.
I am more afraid to remain frozen in this place,
until I look up to see that time has completely passed me by.

So I’ll reach out to take a hand.
My husband’s.
A friend’s.
My Savior’s.

I will turn away from this place of fear,
I will take the first tentative step,
and I will try.
And maybe,
I will fail.
At first.
At second.
At third.

Yet fear,
being afraid,
will not stop me from Victory.

STOP

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In Love & Faith,
RaZella

Learning to Look Past the Stupid Stuff

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Ok….This Week’s Word: Cherished

GO

Stupid Stuff

G2 Gel pens,
of different colors,
pink, purple, & forest green.

Empty notebooks,
hard covers,
college ruled pages waiting to be filled.

Yarn,
lots of yarn,
of different colors, textures, sizes.

Tis just a tiny bit,
of the stupid stuff
I Cherish.

Then the Lord peels back
my eyes,
and lifts my face from the trivial,
and what I see
is incredible.

A man who took a vow,
to love, to cherish,
ME.

A son who is learning to be a man,
yet still slows down enough to sometimes cherish,
ME.

A God, who humbled Himself to become a man,
who loved me enough,
while even knowing I would at times,
Cherish colored pens over quiet time with Him,
still CHERISHED ME enough,
to die.

Oh how the stupid stuff tries to distract me.
Tries to take a place in my heart that does not belong to it.
And don’t misunderstand my conviction,
there is a place for pens, notebooks, and yarn.
For creativity, and enjoyment of creating,
because that’s how our Father created us,
with a desire to create.

Cherish.
There is not a place to Cherish the stupid stuff.

Not when there is only so much time.

So precious little time that is here today,
and gone tomorrow.

Precious little time with our children.
To love. To teach. To encourage.
To discipline out of a desire to lead them to Christ.

Precious little time with our spouse,
to serve them, honor them,
submit to them as their helpmate,
a unity designed by our Father God.

Precious little time to spend with Jesus,
our Father, our Redeemer, His Holy Spirit.
To Love Him.

Cherish Him.

Oh how I need to be weary of what I cherish,
hold it against His standard.
It’s time to live a life that goes beyond the stupid stuff.

A life that instead Cherishes
People & Relationships.

A life that Cherishes the one
who cherished me on a cross.

STOP

Ouch. Unexpected.
Ouch Ouch Ouch.
And Joy.
Joy for the ouch.
May the “ouch” lead to growth. Growth to cherish People & Relationships and Father, Son, and Holy Spirit over all else.

Cherished. Cherish. Not remaining trapped in the sins of my past, moving into my present with a transformed heart.

What a word. And speaking of words, how does a Redeemed life cherish?

A thought to ponder today. A challenge to cherish my family today. A challenge to cherish my Savior today.

In Love & Faith,
RaZella

In The Quiet

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Today’s Five Minute Friday Word: STAY

In The Quiet

The last of the smoke twirls into the air,
leaving behind a sweet fragrance that  will linger
for several hours more.

“Stay

It is not a whisper, it is not a command.
It’s a request.

Suddenly, the sounds of the world around me begin to come back into focus.
I make the mistake of looking up,
and see the clock.
I try to look away from it,
yet the “tick, tock, tick, tock” begins to break into my thoughts.

Stay

I bow my head down further,
I am hungry.
A hunger I haven’t felt in weeks.
A deep hunger now spurred on by food.
These morsels of delicious, life sustaining words.
I crave more, I need more.

Stay

The sound of the clock becomes louder.
The incense has burned all the way down.
There is nothing left but ash.
The offering has been made.

Stay

Then words begin to sound from across the room.
Voices begin to filter into the quiet.
In what almost feels like defeat,
I lift my head.

From this quiet time.
This deliciously, wonderful, quiet time.
With this book.
And these verses.
And His love.
This quiet time that outlasted the burning incense.
The quiet time that outlasted the allotted time I set aside for it.
The quiet time that I have missed in recent weeks,
and did not realize,
until this moment,
how much I missed it.

Then again, I hear my urgent whisper,

Stay“.

I am not ready for this quiet time to end.
I am not ready to stand and face the noise of the world.
I am not ready to leave the safe haven of Him.

And before I can whisper the word once more,
He says to me,

Go, and know, I am with you Always.”

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