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Accepting Interruptions

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“Learning to accept that things don’t go as planned allows us to see the beauty of what isn’t perfect.” via

My inner Crazy Attitude Woman appears the fastest when my day gets interrupted. You know the situation, I’m sure…  You’re going through your day and something happens to interrupt — a client is unexpectedly rude, a project goes awry, a looked-forward-to plan falls through, disappointment sets in. Then Crazy Attitude Woman steps onto the stage. And we wrestle.

But then I get stunted by quotes like the above one. Or the Holy Spirit prompting me to joy and perspective. Most of the time, when something doesn’t go as I plan, it usually ends up just as fine. But in the moment I become burdened, and often negative. I’m challenged to find contentment in the simple things, to not cling to big moments that have to go perfectly for me to be happy. I read a quote by Shauna Niequist recently,

There may be a thousand big moments embedded in this day, waiting to be discovered like tiny flecks of gold. The big moments are the tiny moments of courage and forgiveness and hope that we grab onto and extend to one another. The big moments are in every conversation, every meal, every meeting. That’s the drama of life, swirling all around us.

This has quickly become one of my favorite quotes. The big moments can be the tiny moments. The small interruptions don’t have to disrupt my entire attitude. Putting the bummed out attitude energy into seeing beauty in imperfections will brighten the day incredibly. Hanging my satisfaction on ‘big moment hooks’ that maybe aren’t worth the hanging, this is what I’m challenged with today. Drama of life, that’s such a real phrase. I dig it. Life is unpredictable, sometimes unfair, and quite rich. Moments of courage and forgiveness and hope that we can grab onto and extend to each other.

#BestDayEver, am I right?

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Clothe Yourself With Gratitude: Brynn

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Your adornment must not be merely external–braiding the hair, and wearing gold jewelry, or putting on dresses; but let it be the hidden person of the heart, with the imperishable quality of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is precious in the sight of God. 1 Peter 3:3-4

Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Colossians 3:12

This series is for women to share what they are learning to spiritually clothe themselves with, how they choose to adorn their heart, and what they choose to put on because of their desire to be precious in God’s sight.


Clothe Yourself With Gratitude | heartnatured“Gratitude gets us through the hard stuff. To reflect on your blessings is to rehearse God’s accomplishments. To rehearse God’s accomplishments is to discover His heart. To discover His heart is to discover not just the good gifts but the Good Giver. Gratitude always leaves us looking at God and away from dread. It does to anxiety what the morning sun does to valley mist. IT BURNS IT UP.” Max Lucado

I am definitely one who exaggerates things; I’ve been told I get that from my father. [I’m looking at you, T-Mac] But I can honestly say, without a hint of exaggeration, that this season of life is the hardest I have ever walked through. My family, on both sides, has experienced such deep and painful loss; whether that be a physical loss of a person or an emotional loss of what we planned our life out to be. Even as I type this, Jesus is so quick to remind me that my future with these three wonderful people is infinitely greater than my past with them; He is so good to us isn’t He?! But even so, learning to live without people we love on this earth is so hard. For me personally, it all became too much.

I recently graduated and became an RN. One the most vital and important roles of a nurse is to assess and monitor the patient; “How do our vitals look? What can I do to make them more comfortable? How are they feeling? What’s our next step?” I found myself succumbing to this in my own personal life far away from the hospital. The anxiety decided to set up shop in my brain and wake me up each night with one resounding thought — “Is everyone I love STILL BREATHING?” Friends, this is exactly what trusting in Jesus and resting in freedom does NOT look like. When our dog, Bruter, was diagnosed with cancer, I checked his vital signs and gave him a head to toe assessment–DAILY. Poor, sweet, lazy Bruter would be enjoying a nice Sunday nap under our backyard tree and BAM. Here I come to check his gums and reflexes. This is NOT OKAY.

I was suffocating under the weight of my own anxious thoughts, I left no room for Jesus to come in and calm them. I would turn my attention to what I could do to fix the problem, which is almost laughable.

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