Redefining Interruptions

Redefining Interruptions

At church last week, I started the Jonah bible study by Priscilla Shirer.

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So far, it’s been great.

The study looks at Jonah in terms of God’s calling on our lives, and how we respond (there is SO much more to Jonah than the whale!).

My favorite part of the study so far has been learning to redefine the interruptions in life.  When something comes up and interrupts my plans (my perfectly laid out, selfish plans), I tend to see it just like Jonah.  I throw a fit, I run away, I rebel. I don’t want those interruptions. However, when the interruption is from God, we need to reframe those.

See, interruptions are negative. When we are eating dinner and the phone rings from a telemarketer, it’s an interruption. However, if we are eating dinner and get a phone call from a friend I haven’t talked to in forever – it’s welcomed.  If that phone call is to tell me my grandma is headed to the hospital in an ambulance, it’s a necessary interruption.

So because of the importance of the interrupter (God) and the importance of the interruption (God’s call, God’s will) we should stop seeing these things as interruptions and see them as divine interventions. God is changing our plans for his purpose. For his calling.  For something bigger than we can see or imagine.

In fact, Jonah’s interruption divine intervention was a call to go to Ninevah and preach to the people.  He didn’t want to go. In fact, he chartered a boat to head the other way.

However, once we finally got to Ninevah, he was able to spawn a huge revival in the people.  What Jonah was called to do had eternal significance.

I have to remember that when my life is interrupted.  If those callings and change of plans are from God, there is nothing more important.

I feel like my life has been terribly interrupted lately.  My plans have NOT gone the way I imagined.  First, selling Tyler’s shop. Then him being out of work for a while.  Now, adjusting to a new job. And also my health issues as of late.  I need to seek and follow what God is calling us to during these divine interventions.


It’s a great way to reframe my life and adjust to the changes.



Well, yesterday Tyler started his new job.  A job as a police officer (gulp!).  It’s exciting, scary, and wonderful.

There are lots of transitions to come.

First off, he has a season of learning and training.  And then the time of “paying your dues” working the crummy schedule, doing the not-so-favored tasks.

To be honest, when he told me about the different shift hours yesterday, none sound ideal. Some start so early in the morning, and some finish late at night, while others work through the night. But, I have to remember that this idea of a “perfect” life is defined by ME. Just because my husband may have some crazy hours and a job that slightly terrifies me doesn’t mean we can’t have a happy wonderful life.  I have to remember that God called him to this, God was faithful in opening up the doors, God will keep him safe, and God will protect our marriage – even if it means we don’t have the same “normal” time together as we do now.

Transitions are never easy.  I think of the times when God had his people in transition. It wasn’t easy, it didn’t happen all at once, but the fruit in the end was always worth it.

So, here’s to our transition.  I’m praying for God to teach our hearts how to handle this new season of life, to be gentle with us, and to guide us to being the family He wants us to be.

The Struggle

I struggle daily.

I’m not perfect.

Honestly, I’m glad I’m not.

My struggles make me depend on God.

I struggle with food (big surprise there…I’ve talked in detail about that before).  I struggle making good choices, I struggle with being lazy, and I struggle with taking care of this body I’ve been gifted.

I struggle with selfish thoughts.

I struggle with loving others (especially a few others that get on my nerves).

I struggle with thinking too highly of myself.

I struggle daily.

I say all of this to say, I know that I have a great life.  I know that I showcase that here in my corner of the Internet.  But I want you to know one thing about me: I’m the biggest of sinners.  I’m the worst offender.  I’m NOTHING without the love and grace of Christ.

I also want you to know that if you feel the same way, that you’re too far gone, you’re hopeless, you’re a terrible human being…you’re not.  There is hope in God.

He can forgive and redeem and make new.

I still struggle, but I know who to turn to when I struggle and I know the most important thing: I’m a God girl who is created to be more than a conqueror.  With His help, I can find victory and freedom.  All I want in life is what God wants for me.  I’m hoping I can align myself with Him and walk in that way.

I may struggle, but I have God there carrying me through it. And for that, I’m SO glad.

I’m also glad you’re here following along on my sometimes crazy, sometimes boring, sometimes fashionable, sometimes kooky little life. 🙂


Thorns, Strongholds, and Discipline

Oooh y’all.  In doing the Brave Bible study by Angela Thomas, I have been convicted and encouraged. I’d love to share my heart (and hope some of you are right there with me).

After the great week on being worn out (can I get an AMEN!?), Angela hit us hard talking about thorns and discipline.  I felt Jesus talking to my heart.

To be perfectly open and honest (because I don’t really know how to talk about this without being open and honest), I feel like my thorn and my areas of undisciplined living are the same- they are food related.

I honestly think being overweight is a thorn in my flesh.

It’s a lifelong struggle that seems to consume me at times.  It’s something I’ve pleaded with the Lord to take away, and it’s something I’m living with.  Paul says in 2 Corinthians 12 that his thorn was given by Satan but used for good by God to keep him humble and drawing near to the Lord. 

I feel the same way.  My fleshly desires for good food and lethargy (which I’ve overcome) are sinful.  This weight issue is brought on by my sin, plain and simple and humbling and tough. However, I think God is allowing me to live with it to boast in HIM at my victories…instead of being full of my hot, skinny self. 🙂

Now, here is where Angela took me for a curve. The week after we studied thorns, we talked about being undisciplined.

I AM undisciplined in SO many areas of my life, but one is my meal planning and healthy eating.  I try.  And I do SO much better now that I have before.  But I’m not perfect (and thank goodness for God’s grace and love!  He loves me even when I eat a donut. Or six.)

I felt really called to give this struggle over to God even more.  He may not ever let me have my perfect body on this side of heaven (can I get an AMEN for the perfect heavenly body I’ll get someday….that one will be so much better than any earthly body I can imagine!). But, I can take care of the body the Lord has given me to HIS glory.  I can choose to eat the salad at church on Wednesday (rather than the yummy chicken fried steak) to HIS glory.  It may not always result in weight loss (we’ve all had those times when we’ve given it our 100%, and lost nothing. CAN I GET AN AMEN?)…but the discipline and obedience will result in other blessings. If I get too consumed with this discipline, it can become an idol in my life.  I don’t want to idolize myself or food or working out.  I want to worship GOD…not calorie counting.

One lady at church talked about becoming disciplined to get up early and go to the gym.  HER goal was to lose some weight and feel stronger.  She hadn’t really lost any weight, and working out was drudgery to her…even after months of 5 AM gym sessions.  HOWEVER….her mornings were so blessed now.  She was awake and alert and home from the gym to feed her children breakfast.  To spend time with them.  She said her mornings were 10000x better now that she gets up and works out.

So there is her blessing.  She may not get the goal she wants, but God is blessing that discipline. I feel that with me.  I may not get the result I want: losing weight and fitting into smaller clothes.  But I get lots of blessings.  I’ve made friends on this journey, I’ve grown stronger, and I’ve done things I’ve never imagined I could do (like a freaking triathlon!!).  God is showing me the great things that happen when I take care of this body.  His blessings for me look different than my blessings I would give myself.  But there’s a reason that HE’S GOD AND I’M NOT.  I HAVE TO TRUST HIM.

I’m still working on being the best me in ALL aspects.  The scale may not be where I want it to be, and I still fall short a lot in MANY other aspects of my life. But I’m being blessed every time I choose obedience to God. Because He cares for me…and I want to be the exact person He imagined when He dreamt of me.  I want to be that God girl….and it’s going to take some discipline and LOTS of grace.