What Has God Asked You to Do?

"Can carrots drown?"and"Why not?"and"How do you know?"

Nap time in which I am the only one napping.

7:30 am dance parties in the living room.

Brand new boots "shined" with chalk dust.

Snot bubbles and other unnatural phenomena.

Welcome to my new normal. Tomorrow is my 53rd birthday. Fifty! Three! Now, I've been hearing fifty is the new forty and all that, but whether I look fifty-three or twenty-three, my parts have done fifty-three years worth of bending, twisting, lifting, moving, beating, and reaching. My parts will tell you -- they tell me all the time -- they are fifty. plus. It is because of this, several months ago, I decided to slow things down a bit. I know God has called me to write, and I committed to spending more time on that, and more energy living in the moment. I purposed to focus on relationships, to sit at my Lord's feet rather than busy myself about the kitchen, to pace myself that I might hear the voice of God more clearly. Silly, silly girl.

Perhaps it's my desire for clarity or my obtuseness -- "What do you want me to do, Lord? And You know how dense I can be, so please make it obvious" -- but God never seems to just whisper things to me, like, "There's a fortune in gold hidden under the third pew on the right side. Sit there today." Or, "Not that. Eat this chocolate torte today." No, God says, "TIME TO GO!" Ba-Bam! And I'm there, feeling like some shell-shocked time traveler whisked from Delco 2018 to the Storming of the Bastille. I don't speak the language. I am certainly not dressed for the occasion. I could get killed in this mess. And I can't imagine why I'm here.

How often I have just wanted to say to God, "It looks like there was some sort of error with my visa; but I'm here now, and I think this can work if You'd just..." The truth is, there is a plan. There is no mistake. And, providing I continue to listen and continue to yield myself to the Lord, He will equip me. He doesn't need my suggestions -- in fact, He doesn't need me or anything about me. Perhaps that's why He tends to speak so succinctly to me. "Here it is. This is it. Now do it." What choice do I have but to throw my hands up and say, "This is You, Lord. There's no way I'm going to do this on my own"? I was so not ready for my current role when it came to me, but God was already in it before I ever knew about it. He had already paved the way for this, just as He has already paved the way for your tomorrow while you're reading this today.

God is allowing us all to be a part of something. And "a part," by definition, means we are not the whole. There is a larger picture forming, and like the stroke of an impressionist's brush, the beauty and value of our role is revealed when the masterpiece is complete.

I was listening to an interview with Michael Todd this morning. He said, "If you do the thing God tells you to do, He'll do the thing no one can do." Do that thing today, and though it may be rigorous, though it may be long, God's masterpiece will emerge and your value will come to light.