walking the talk...

For as long as I can remember, I've talked about gratitude and peace. As with everything, its always easy to talk; however the weight of it is experienced during "tests". At this time we see whether or not that which we've been talking about is truly what we are walking out.

True story. :)

Last week I found myself sitting in a borrowed car that wouldn't start, trying my hardest to remain composed. I was done. Just over it. Ready to scream. This was not the first time since I borrowed the car  that it chose to not start. However, this was only Day 3 that I had the car and this is a car, that for as long as my sister has had it, has NEVER given her problems. It was a really rough moment.
Here is a snippet of my inner dialogue.

[literally] talking to myself: "Come on Gia, take a deep breath. Its okay."
slowly look around and think to self after a couple slow deep breaths

"I guess it could be worse..."

Then IT happened. The shift.

In that one statement and action (slowing down, regulating my emotions) my thoughts went to this: "wow. I'm stuck but its in a well lit busy gas station, on a main road, less than 15 minutes from home. My husband isn't available, but my dad is and he is on his way. The weather is cool, so Daelyn Grace is comfortable as she is sleeping in her car seat in the back seat. I've got battery life on my phone to make calls if necessary." 

I then realized that I was literally okay. 

From this way of thinking, I had plenty to be thankful for...safety, support/help, alternative means of getting home, sanity (baby sleeping and comfortable)...etc etc etc

Did my new shift in thinking change the conditions? No.  the car still didn't start.
Was I still bummed that the car I borrowed, was giving me problems? - yes

But in my disappointment, I refused to get all upset and burdened by something I had no control over. I chose to adjust my thinking and literally stay positive.

I then moved on. Made necessary arrangements for car to be dealt with (all that was within my control), then let it go.

I wish that was all to this story but later that week, a similar occurrence happened as I found myself driving buttercup (my "new" SUV) after  it just came from mechanic (getting an expensive engine head) and realized that it still wasn't drivable because now the brakes weren't holding.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh seriously... AGAIN????????

I'll admit. It wasn't as easy to adjust and shift now. In fact, a day later I'm still fighting to choose gratitude and peace over frustration and worry. I got a timely reminder from my mom though. In a simple one sentence text, she acknowledged the trend of unfortunate events, but reminded me to still give thanks. 

As I reluctantly forced myself to find something (anything) to be thankful for in this never-ending expensive saga, I actually found a couple things. I was thankful that the battery died BEFORE it tore the belt possibly resulting in a very bad outcome if it occurred while driving. I was also thankful that although the brakes weren't holding, the time and day I was driving meant that there was virtually no other cars on the road, and still in full day light so there was no need for sudden braking. pretty big deals huh? yea I know.

So I've been super conscious to not complain. To not go through the self-pity route. To not sit and worry about what could be or should be. 

Hopefully your days, week, season has been a little easier than mine, if not- join me as I've decided to simply:

1. ask for grace [serenity] to accept that which I cannot change (i.e. move on, let go).

2. ask for the insight, resources, and energy to make changes/correct/fix that which I can

3. and finally, I've asked for wisdom to know the difference.

Grace peace and love,

Gia 

don't sweat the small stuff part 2

I stumbled upon this quote/graphic while preparing for last week's blog post. I thought it was too poignant to stick with the post and that it needed its own post!

Essentially we fix nothing by worrying. In fact, we deplete our own resources. Our strength. Our hope. Our energy. Our willpower.

The Bible says the joy of the Lord is our strength (Nehemiah 8:10). I think that it is a natural process that when we worry, we loose joy. If we think of our joy being stored (internally) in a reservoir, then it is possible to think less in terms of all or nothing but understanding that there is a filling and an emptying.  Our reservoir is emptied...or as a friend so aptly said, "our joy leaks out" when we worry.

Not to worry (haha), if your joy has been leaking out, we can easily build up our stash by reminding ourselves of God's promises, His Word and His attributes (e.g.faithful, kind, forgiving, gracious, merciful, loving).  Essentially this should be our daily position as inevitably, whether you intentionally stress over small or large things, the way life is, there is bound to be leakage, even if only just small drips, making our thought life ever so important.

So what do we do today (and everyday)....

wooosah.

 breathe. release. trust.

...and remind ourselves of how faithful our God is!

Grace peace and love,
Gia

don't sweat the small stuff

Yesterday, I was in Eleuthera. Rock Sound, Eleuthera to be exact. I was there for a couple hours, you know fly in the morning and leave that afternoon. I knew about the trip about a week in advance, but last week was fairly crazy and ultimately, I didn't get the opportunity to purchase my ticket until Friday. Upon arriving at travel agent, I was informed that the flight I needed to get on was full and it was only one flight into this particular town. Now, luckily for me (and my last minutedness), there are 3 airports on this island and the next airport had a flight leaving out 40 minutes later than the one I needed AND there was availability. YaY!! I quickly booked the flight and proceed on my merry way. There was some questions as to how I would get down to where I needed to be (which was an hour away) but I didn't really pay much attention to this. Small detail.

If you know me though, by now, I would normally be a bit on edge. One, I didn't get the flight I was supposed to get and then, I now had to figure out additional transportation arrangements. However, and I blame Daelyn Grace, I just didn't have the time or energy to stress about this (or other small stuff) now that she is here.  As a side note: if you know the islands, you know that most people there are genuinely friendly, cooperative, and accommodating. I was sure I could find a ride down (yes, possibly with a stranger) or worse case scenario, pay a taxi down.

I arrived at airport that morning at 6:15 (1 hr before scheduled departure time),  checked in and went about my business (still not very concerned). As I am boarding the flight, I learn that the flight I wanted/needed to be on was "cancelled" and those who had checked in, were re-routed to our location (on my flight). Upon arrival at our location, they would be transported by ground to Rock Sound.

Woohoo, I not only got to have an extra hour with my baby (who was up for feeding from 4:30-5:15 that morning) but now I even get transportation down to the town I needed to be in!!!

Ironically, the day got even more interesting as I somehow managed to travel on the wrong day. Seriously, don't ask me how I managed that. Once again though, I took it and kept on moving. It literally all worked out fairly seamslessly despite the fact that the school was expecting me later that week.

I not sure if I needed to travel that day or if God, in his great mercy, stepped in and worked out things on my behalf despite my flubbers. But as I moved through the day, I had a greater appreciation for how futile "worry" is in our lives. Had I gotten flustered from Friday with the first disappointing news, it would not have added anything to the overall experience. In fact, it would have taken away, as I probably would have expended so much energy that I would have been more tired.

As a Christian, reflecting on the past events, I couldn't help but think about the passage of scripture in Matthew 6 on worry. I went looking for it and found this very interesting translation. I don't even need to expound --its so easy to understand.

25-26 “If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don’t fuss about what’s on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance than the clothes you hang on your body. Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds.

27-29 “Has anyone by fussing in front of the mirror ever gotten taller by so much as an inch? All this time and money wasted on fashion—do you think it makes that much difference? Instead of looking at the fashions, walk out into the fields and look at the wildflowers. They never primp or shop, but have you ever seen color and design quite like it? The ten best-dressed men and women in the country look shabby alongside them.

30-33 “If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers—most of which are never even seen—don’t you think he’ll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you? What I’m trying to do here is to get you to relax, to not be so preoccupied with getting, so you can respond to God’s giving. People who don’t know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don’t worry about missing out. You’ll find all your everyday human concerns will be met.

34 “Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes.

Verse 34 is EVERYTHING. I'm gonna need to commit that to memory for the next time I decide to sweat the small (or even the big) stuff.

Grace peace and love,
Gia