The tick of a clock echoing into a quiet room used to mock me. (Hang in there with me as I try to explain, and if you've been faithfully reading my blogs-bless you) It would tick so loudly as if to say, "You haven't figured it out yet Christina? Time is a waistin!"
The clock mocked me for many years. I think my mom still has that cat shaped clock in her hallway...the one I used to hear ticking as I gazed out the back door window wondering what life's whole purpose was. Yes...there was a lot of that. Most of my life has felt like this looooong wait. A really long wait for something more meaningful, something powerful.
I believe recently to has found my calling. To have "figured it out". Its exciting to know what God wants for your life. ..Alright, you got me, its a bit daunting too.
Yesterday as I ate outside with my mother and children at the house where I grew up, it hit me just how "ordinary" my life has been. A lot of it was dull...to be downright honest. I had a lonely, sheltered childhood. I couldn't help thinking, "Why me Lord?" I still have the list ready of reasons it shouldn't be me. Its nice and lengthy. Believe me. But there's one reason I can do it that outweighs that list every time. God has chosen me for the job. And through Him, I can do anything. Yes, I am ordinary, so was David (out there herding sheep. Baa Baa all day long lol) but "God isn't looking for perfect, He's just looking for willing."
Since "figuring it out", I've talked about it and blogged about it...and there's a difference in me that others can see. (Refer to my previous blog "anxious to share" wink wink nudge nudge). Now the tick of a clock in a still room doesn't mock me. As I wait on the edge of my seat for what's going to happen next the clock ticks and it says,
"Patience."
The clock mocked me for many years. I think my mom still has that cat shaped clock in her hallway...the one I used to hear ticking as I gazed out the back door window wondering what life's whole purpose was. Yes...there was a lot of that. Most of my life has felt like this looooong wait. A really long wait for something more meaningful, something powerful.
I believe recently to has found my calling. To have "figured it out". Its exciting to know what God wants for your life. ..Alright, you got me, its a bit daunting too.
Yesterday as I ate outside with my mother and children at the house where I grew up, it hit me just how "ordinary" my life has been. A lot of it was dull...to be downright honest. I had a lonely, sheltered childhood. I couldn't help thinking, "Why me Lord?" I still have the list ready of reasons it shouldn't be me. Its nice and lengthy. Believe me. But there's one reason I can do it that outweighs that list every time. God has chosen me for the job. And through Him, I can do anything. Yes, I am ordinary, so was David (out there herding sheep. Baa Baa all day long lol) but "God isn't looking for perfect, He's just looking for willing."
Since "figuring it out", I've talked about it and blogged about it...and there's a difference in me that others can see. (Refer to my previous blog "anxious to share" wink wink nudge nudge). Now the tick of a clock in a still room doesn't mock me. As I wait on the edge of my seat for what's going to happen next the clock ticks and it says,
"Patience."