Mondays. Ugh. Those are the toughest days of the week. So many phone calls come in along with countless emails and text messages. The phone becomes a never-ending “ding-fest: as it delivers notifications of the messages etc. that are flying in. Sometimes it seems like it will be impossible to get all of her work done. She is already anxious and stressed out even though her day hadn’t even officially started.
Over 200 emails. 20+ text messages and now eight voicemails. “It is not even 10am. Geesh!” she says out loud to herself.
The doctor came in and delivered the bad news. “Shit,” she thought. Not again. She knew what she was in for and she didn’t like it one bit.
A single tear rolled down her right cheek as she took a breath in. She sighed.
She knew that she had to make a decision: Accept her prognosis and surrender to her circumstances or be defeated. Was she to be pissed off, bitter and anxious? Have a pity party for herself? Be a victim?
Or did she want to use her abilities to get a little creative this time? Explore the positive side of her circumstances. Make the best of them. “It is going to take time to heal from this and for now, you are going to have to rest. Your life depends on it.”
Time – her past and her future – which had whirled around her just a few eye-blinks earlier, came to an abrupt halt. Nothing else concerned her more than the present situation.
“Maybe God is trying to tell me something,” she thinks. Slow down. Find Me. Seek Me. Be dependent on Me. “I already know this stuff!” she whispers. But do you? God says.
The constant “dinging” of her phone stopped mattering. The fretful thoughts that she had just moments ago about all of the emails and voicemails and texts that she had to return meant nothing to her. Not one other thing did…except for the moment that she was in right now. Her body was fighting to keep functioning. To stay alive.
She immediately felt a ton of stress being lifted from her and it felt weird, actually. She thought that it would be the opposite. She actually giggled a little when she realized this and the smile stayed on her face for quite some time.
Time stopped for her and her and stillness became her superpower.
The past and the future were now insignificant. Only now matters.
She used her time wisely. She had never taken a whole month off of work. She found it agreeable, actually. She healed her body and quieted her mind for the first time in 20 years. The things that used to stress her out, didn’t have that hold on her anymore. Sweet sweet freedom.
It was fascinating to witness the ideas and the thoughts that came into her mind. Words. Purpose. Questions. Appreciation. Gratitude. Love. Peace. She felt more.
She felt that God came closer to her and put His arm around her and started talking to her. Loud and Clear.
This…now THIS is what I want you to do, my dear child. This is what I want from you and what you have been missing…but you were too busy to see. I kept on giving you heart tugs and some gentle nudges. I know you felt them, you just didn’t know what to do with them. This is what I want you to do and you would not pause long enough to grasp it. So…I slowed you down.
In my defense though, I did spend the last 10 years preparing your body for this change so that you would survive. Now here we are. Enjoy and fulfill YOUR purpose.
“Ok God. I am listening,” she said.
Surrender to the Storm.
Realize that the most important thing is the thing that you are doing right now.
Maybe you are going through a major setback right now. You feel defeated. The life that “was” just yesterday is not the same today. It is so different. You are scared.
“Now what?” you think. Everything has changed and it wants to unnerve you. Don’t let it.
Realize that not one human thing lasts forever, including what you are going through right now. It may not seem like it, but, it too shall pass. The question is, what re you gonna do about it?
Open your heart to its lessons.
Thank you so much for reading today. I hope that I made you smile and think a little bit. Be sure to check out my Podcast on iTunes and Stitcher —- Jen’s 10 G’s