There are seasons when the words simply don't come and motivation is hard to come by. You haven't put on make up or real clothes in far too long and you don't particularly care. Inspiration is out there somewhere, but you'd rather take a nap or go explore an old homestead with your family than research Spring trends or look for Holiday fabrics, even though you "should have" done that weeks ago.
There are days when you question everything you are putting your efforts into and wonder if you are making a difference in people's lives in the work you are doing...or if it's worthless. If it is worthless - then why are you striving? What are you striving for? And if it isn't worthless - then how do you know if you're in it all for the right reasons? Is it pointing to Jesus or do you just want it to point to Jesus? ((Promoting self under the guise of promoting Christ is currently so common as to excite little notice. A.W. Tozer, 1948))
There are weeks when you get a glimpse of what it would look like to not have so many obligations. When you realize no one actually cares if you go three days without instagramming or if you go a month without blogging. When you actually s l o w d o w n because your body simply demands you to and to your dismay and delight, all at the same time, you ((gasp)) enjoy the pace.
Or maybe that's just me.
I'm going to embrace it either way, but I have a feeling I'm not the only one in a season such as this, wrestling with these types of questions. It's good for us, I think. To be honest with ourselves and not get caught up in progress or "success" for a bit. It's good for us to ask ourselves tough questions and be willing to take action when we come to a conclusion that's not ideal or the easy road. It's okay to be frustrated with all the "let's be brave!" fluff or "tell people they're awesome!" overkill. Because life is about more than just passing out candy to strangers or building up an already self-absorbed generation. It's about getting the gospel - REALLY getting it - and letting it transform you from the inside out. It's about pointing people to Jesus rather than yourself.
That's a difficult thing to live out, though, isn't it? How do we live our lives intentionally and pursue our passions - that are sometimes worldly - boldly to ultimately reflect our Creator? The reality is that we'll mess it up and Jesus has already paid for that. But we have to be able to call a spade a spade and be self-aware enough to know when we're striving for things we have no business striving for, don't we? We have to be willing to say, "Oh, shoot. I got this one wrong. This was all about me..." and humbly take a step back, right?
I'm just worried I see too many gals (myself often included) working hard to prove themselves to...well, who knows. Their peers? Their instagram followers? Themselves? Their dads? God? Well, that's garbage. I just want to take them all to coffee one by one and sit close to them. I want to hear them out and put my hand on their shoulder and look them in the eye and say, "Sweet girl. You are trying too hard. He already delights in you. You don't have to prove yourself to anyone."
So I guess this is my way of telling you that, in case you need to hear it. And if you don't? Well, then I'm preaching to myself. Sorry you had to see all the stuff I have to tell myself ;)
The LORD your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with singing. ((Zephaniah 3:17))
Wowzers. That got a bit deeper than I was planning for on a Monday morning. I'll lighten the mood before I sign off. I'm good at lightening the mood, but it usually involves a fart joke and there's just no way to tie that in at the moment..so some photos of the first time I got dressed in too many days to count will have to do. Knox steals the show, anyways.
vest* (sold out but try this one or this one) // lace tee - old f21 - similar here // skinnies // booties* // cross body bag