I hear Glennon Melton preaching to me right now, resting my soul, and saying that we don’t write to sound lovely or to choose the right words. We write to feel braver.
Things that were humbling this week (in no particular order):
- My car battery died.
- I got a calcaneal stress fracture in my right foot.
- I cancelled the half marathon (See above).
- A friend’s car was stolen from in front of my house.
- Valentines Day.
- Received a lecture at work about my inexperience.
- Did my very first sake bomb, and spilled it down the front of my shirt.
- Warrior 3 in yoga class today.
- My best friend in DC announced she’s moving to Nashville. In two weeks.
- 5-8 Inches of projected snow tonight.
To any normal human, this may have felt like a rough 7 days. It did to me too. I’m a normal human.
But I also know this. Praise Jesus that my sweet mom renewed my Triple A membership just last week, praise Jesus that my foot already feels healed after 6 days in a boot, praise Jesus that I can defer that half marathon purchase, praise Jesus that my friend’s stolen car was found unharmed, praise Jesus for singleness and time to learn to love myself, praise Jesus for motivation to do better and be better every day at work, praise Jesus for time with friends around sushi and dry-cleanable clothes, praise Jesus for child’s pose in yoga class today, praise Jesus for risk-takers that teach me about being brave, and praise Jesus for snow days.
Those were the teaching moments that humbled me. To show me that we by our own ‘normal human’ works, we can never be righteous in God’s eyes.
These next few moments are the snow-filled hours in my oversized plaid pajama pants that I can step back from my prideful and controlling nature, and restore my wandering heart. Pray boldly for confidence in Him, that my faith could be as big as a mustard seed that moves mountains. To also ask for faith in myself, for understanding that the Lord equips my heart with absolutely everything that I need to know him.
Psalm 16:7 // I will praise the LORD who counsels me, even at night my heart instructs me.