It All Comes Out in the Wash

Miranda Lambert has a new song called “It All Comes Out in the Wash”.

I kind of like the song; basically it’s about how all of your problems work out one way or another anyway so you might as well not stress about it.

Of course, we do anyway.

Just yesterday my “laundry list” was getting so full that I was struggling with writing. Or reading. Or exercising. Or really, anything but drinking Coke and watching reruns of Friends. (While okay at times, it isn’t the most productive way to spend entire days!)

I knew I was in danger of falling into a hole, one that practically digs itself every time the numbers on the scale go up and in the checkbook balance go down.

The pressure of gift-buying at Christmas shop-vacs the dirt out of the hole even faster.

So I’m sitting there, half-praying but also a little bit mad because I’m dealing with these things that the Lord could’ve taken care of and He didn’t and I realize I’m in a dangerous place.

Do you ever get there?

I know better, almost like a kid who’s already felt the shock of putting a metal fork in an electrical outlet but decides to see if it’ll shock him again. (Hint: It will!) So I know not to let myself get down or, worse, to get mad at God. Not only is the anger sin, it’s a complete lack of faith.

Yet there I stood with the metaphorical fork in hand.

I ended up calling my middle daughter.

She’s always been the best sounding board, the kind of friend who listens and says she understands without giving advice or telling you where you went wrong yet somehow letting you  know you are completely justified in your feelings.

I went through my list, checking off each item of hurts, frustrations, and fears just like I was tossing the filthy clothes in the wash.

When I was done, I felt better.

I can’t change some of the things- they are beyond my control.

But I can keep hurts from forming bitterness. I can trust God to take care of situations beyond my control. And I can start looking UP and not around more.

Eventually we must give all of our dirty laundry to Him.

But sometimes it helps to let a loved one sort it with you first!

 

Peculiar People

But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light… 1 Peter 2:9  (KJV)

Peter is speaking to an isolated group of believers suffering persecution in Northern Asia Minor. They weren’t sure what good they were doing themselves, or anyone else, with their faith.

Do you feel that way sometimes? Like sometimes it IS, in fact, easier to hide your light under a bushel?

That’s certainly how they felt.

But Peter tells them in the verse above…”Ye are a chosen generation…”

Chosen! God picked them! And if you are saved, He also picked you. At some point in our lives we all deal with not being selected. Whether it’s a work promotion, cheerleading tryouts, recess teams…we’ve all experienced the rejection that comes with not getting picked.

But God CHOSE us. He called our names. And in that way that only God can, we weren’t called last, or first, or before/after our friends. Because with God, there’s no comparison to others. Only to Him.

But I really like the part about being “a peculiar people” because this speaks to my heart.

Growing up, like most kids, I just wanted to fit in. To blend in with the crowd. I hated anything that made me different.

As a teenager, it was even worse. I hid my true self so I’d seem cool, like everyone else. Little did I know, everyone else was doing the same. We hid our eccentricities, those little things that made us unique.

The older we get, the more we appreciate our peculiarities. These are the things that make us stand out- to suitors, to employers, to friends. The things we once tried to hide, we now put on full display. We like being different.

1 Peter 2:9 shows us that it’s perfectly okay to be a peculiar people.

That’s good news for kooks like me!

Gear Up: Me Time, Take Two

It’s Sunday night! Time to gear up for a new week. As always, the best way to do that is to PUT ON THE ARMOR OF GOD (Ephesians 6:10-18) but we also will focus on ONE area to strengthen our walk with the Lord. Just one focus to help us grow a faith that cannot fade with the demands of life and the pressures of this world. This week we will focus on ME TIME, TAKE TWO!

A few weeks ago we also focused on ME TIME.

I’ll admit: I wrote the devotion before I kept my toddler grandson for a week. I felt a little bad for telling moms they carve out me time if they really wanted to. Because, trust me, I really REALLY wanted some ME TIME when he was here. Maybe a bath.

Not a candlelit bubble bath with a book, just a plain bath where I had time to rinse the shampoo out of my hair before I had to get out.

So I realize ME TIME isn’t easy.

Still try.

But more so than finding time to be alone or treat yourself to an outing, this week we will focus on treating ourselves with kindness.

The fact is, we are way harsher on ourselves than we’d ever be with a friend or a co-worker. Use your ME TIME this week to be kind to yourself. Allow yourself that donut or forgive yourself for the words you spoke in anger. Don’t berate yourself for messing up a project and just do better next time with your kid. (We ALL have those parenting fails.)

Giving yourself me time is simply acknowledging that you are special and you deserve the grace you’d bestow upon someone else.