Did You Ask God?

A little over a month ago, I had an opportunity to be a vendor at a local women’s conference. This was definitely new for me, but I remembered God’s words about being “fearless” in 2017 (in case you missed it, read last week’s post). I knew the year was going to present new opportunities that would be outside my comfort zone, but I was ready!

The conference, Beauty For Ashes, was amazing! The women seemed to love my new tshirts. I sold almost every tshirt I had! But as a believing, budding entrepreneur, something even greater happened…

I got a word from God!

Her name was Wendi. That’s all I remember and I don’t know what her entire message was about but her energy energized me! Her spirit connected with mine. And when she said these words, I knew she was talking to me. “You don’t have to ask God to bless what He has told you to do.”

That was my word! That was my message! If I had only sold one tshirt, I would have still left the venue on an indescribable high! I knew those words were for me.

In the days following, I received additional opportunities to sell my Sharing My Heart tees at other events. Some I accepted, some I couldn’t. But there was one event, in particular, that I accepted without hesitation. The shear number of women in attendance peaked my interest more than anything. So I began to prepare. Ordered shirts. Ordered bags. Inventoried everything. Business cards…check. Prayer cards…check. Hubby, mom, and dad available for set up, selling, and break down…check! And we were ready!

But this time, things didn’t happen like before.

No sales, no word, no nothing! I wondered what I missed. What did I do last time that I did not do this time? Well, I couldn’t put my finger on it so we simply packed up and went home (well, my mom went to Old Time Pottery 🙂). I wasn’t bothered, but in all honesty, I did wonder.

I had not given the event much thought since that day, until my mom and I were talking a week or so later. Before we hung up, she asked me, “The event we went to last week…Did you ask God?” I hesitated. “What do you mean?” “Of all the opportunities you’ve been given this year, the recurring theme in our conversations has been ‘God said’ or ‘I knew it was Him when…’ or ‘I had just prayed about it, then…'”

And she was right.

When I received the information about the event, the minimal vendor fee and the ability to reach hundreds of women sparked my interest more than gaining His insight. My mom reminded me of Wendi’s words. “You don’t have to ask God to bless what He has told you to do.”

Today, I’m sharing my heart because so often we make decisions based on what we see, what has worked for others, what fits into our budget, or what makes sense to our finite minds. I would never say don’t study and learn from others but it is most important that we follow “the plan” (Jeremiah 29:11) that He has for us. We must allow the Spirit of truth to lead us into all truth (John 16:13).

Before You Go….

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Until Next Time….❤️

Who’s Praying For You?

Medical exams. Annual or those that occur less frequently. They’re not like birthdays or Christmas. I’ve never seen anyone show excitement because one is approaching. We definitely don’t advertise it on social media. Well, recently, I accompanied my mom to a medical exam that only takes place every five years. No big deal, right? Actually it’s not. This is one of those visits that reminds us just how good God is.

You see, when I was in college my mom was diagnosed with Crohn’s disease (information about the disease is included below). I remember sitting in the consultation room with the doctor as he circled areas on her x-ray that revealed evidence of something abnormal within her digestive tract. I don’t remember a lot about that day, but here’s what I do recall him saying….my mom had a disease for which there was no cure.

There is (not was) no known cure for Crohn’s disease.

I felt sick and tears began to swell in my eyes. What did this mean? Could this disease end her life? Was I about to lose my mother? The doctor assured me that medicine would help but my mind continued to replay…There is no cure.

I remember my mom and I talking about it. I was in college and was expected to drive back to Atlanta on Sunday as usual, but everything within me wanted to stay home. I just wanted to be with my mommy. But staying home was not an option. Sunday came. We went to church. Then ate dinner. I knew the next words that would come out of my mom’s mouth, “I need you to go ahead and get on the road. I want you back in Atlanta before it gets dark.” With tears in my eyes, I packed the car and got on the road.

The doctor prescribed a medication just as he promised. We had no idea my mom would have to take sixteen pills a day for an indefinite amount of time. And these were no ordinary size pills. We called them “horse pills.” Not exactly sure why we gave them that name. I guess our thought was only something as big as a horse could take sixteen mega-sized pills every day.

I also remember something else very vividly. My mom told less than a handful of people about her condition. She met with our pastor and she shared the diagnosis with one, maybe two friends. That was it. I can recall one of her friends confessing scripture over my mom and praying for her constantly. I remember her giving my mom specific Bible verses to read and commit to memory. Every time we were in this friend’s presence, I can only remember her speaking words of life, faith-filled words, and making my mom laugh. Even as it became more and more difficult for my mother to take all sixteen pills, I remember her friend encouraging her and asking, “Now Betty, do you believe God will heal you?” She had a smart alec way of saying it that still makes me smile today. Then she would say, “Come on Betty. This is God we are talking about!”

Now back to the present.

As I previously stated, recently, we went to the doctor for my mom’s 5-year follow up exam. The doctor who diagnosed my mom with Crohn’s disease has since retired and she was seeing a new doctor for the very first time. They called her to the back to prep her for the medical test and within less than an hour, my name was being called to meet the new doctor in the consultation room.

The new doctor walked in. He was very cordial and immediately shared her results. “Your mother’s test came back normal.” As we looked at the x-ray together, there were no signs of anything peculiar. The doctor asked, “I see in her chart she was once diagnosed with Crohn’s disease. Is she taking any meds? It must be in remission.” “No, she’s healed.” My eyes again swelled with tears, but this time for a much different reason. He stared.

You see, continuous medication or surgery are the medical options that can place Crohn’s disease in remission. My mother took the medication as long as her doctor suggested but one year later, when she returned for her annual exam, there was no sign of the disease. The doctor suggested a maintenance drug because they too used the term “remission” but my mom declined the offer. We knew God had healed her!

I share this story not because I think anyone should stop taking their prescribed medication. And we definitely have faith in a doctor’s ability to help. I’m sharing my heart for a completely different reason. My mom was very specific in who she shared her situation with. Like I said before, less than a handful of people knew. But so often, we are either so private that we tell no one at all or so public that we post it on all platforms of social media. My question to you today is, “Who’s praying for you?” Yes, God healed my mother! For more than 20 years now, she has been free from the disease with no surgery or maintenance meds. She believed God would heal her, but each day her faith had to come face-to-face with sixteen pills. During those times, I believe the prayers of those she loved and trusted, along with her own undying faith, led to the manifestation of her healing.

We all have a situation, a condition, or something that we are dealing with. It may not be medical. It could be a delayed dream, an unfulfilled promise, or a far-reaching goal. I know I told you last week to F.T.D.I. but this week, think about who you are sharing your “situation” with. Who’s praying for you? I am definitely not one who believes everyone is a dream killer or everyone is preying on you instead of praying for you. But let’s make sure we are sharing our hearts with those who, in my grandmother’s words, can get a prayer through!

Until next time….

Information about Crohn’s Disease
Crohn’s disease is an inflammatory bowel disease (IBD). It causes inflammation of the lining of your digestive tract, which can lead to abdominal pain, severe diarrhea, fatigue, weight loss and malnutrition. Inflammation caused by Crohn’s disease can involve different areas of the digestive tract in different people. The inflammation caused by Crohn’s disease often spreads deep into the layers of affected bowel tissue. Crohn’s disease can be both painful and debilitating, and sometimes may lead to life-threatening complications.While there’s no known cure for Crohn’s disease, therapies can greatly reduce its signs and symptoms and even bring about long-term remission.
http://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/crohns-disease/basics/definition/con-20032061

F.T.D.I. (Follow The D*** Instructions)

I definitely don’t mean to come across as being abrasive, but I’ve been away for more than a month. Had to get your attention! Well, I’m back and yes, the title is correct!

So Here We Go….

My husband recently enrolled in a fitness program, because this year, we have committed to treating our bodies like the temples they were designed to be. I’m ashamed to say it, but in years past, we ate what we wanted, exercised when we wanted, and never gave much thought to either…until a recent health scare. My husband would kill me if I gave the details of our health scare. So to maintain peace in our home, I’ll move on.

Let’s just say we immediately began to make changes.

When my husband attended orientation at a new fitness center, he was provided with a lot of information: do’s and don’ts, a grocery list, examples of how to pair the right foods, and so much more. At the end of orientation, the trainers emphasized one key point which they instructed each participant to live by if success was their goal, “F.T.D.I…Follow The D*** Instructions!” They basically said, “Don’t ask if you can make substitutions. Don’t tell us what WebMD, Atkins, P90X, Whole30, or anything else recommends. Just Follow The D*** Instructions!”

I laughed when I heard it and initially thought, “Well, I guess they made themselves clear.” But you know me, I internalized the phrase. Then God reminded me of a recent speaking engagement where I shared some biblical nuggets about Joshua and the walls of Jericho. The more I thought about the Bible story, the more I had a strange suspicion that this phrase was about to take on a whole new meaning.

“‘Your entire army is to walk around the city once a day for six days, followed by seven priests walking ahead of the Ark, each carrying a trumpet made from a ram’s horn. On the seventh day you are to walk around the city seven times, with the priests blowing their trumpets. Then, when they give one long, loud blast, all the people are to give a mighty shout, and the walls of the city will fall down; then move in upon the city from every direction.’ So Joshua summoned the priests and gave them their instructions….” (Joshua 6:3-6 TLB)

The instructions were not difficult, right? March around the city for a couple of days (Side Note: Just so you know…the distance around the city of Jericho was less than half a mile). Blow the trumpet on the last day, then shout. That about sums it up! Most importantly, the victory had already been promised. In verse 2, the Lord assured Joshua, “Jericho and its king and all its mighty warriors are already defeated, for I have given them to you!” The fight was fixed! We may not like it on TV, but in our own lives, we call it “favor” and we love it! So as the story goes, Joshua and the Israelites followed the instructions which yielded the victory they had been promised.

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But what about your situation? Many of you may be facing a “massive wall.” It is the only thing separating you from the promise God has revealed. He has already shown you the business, the marriage, the baby, the new opportunity, the book deal, the new house, the multiple streams of income, the larger facility, the weight loss, the additional locations, the acceptance letter, the overflow of clients, the better paying job, your gift making room for you and the enlargement of your territory. However, it’s all contingent on your obedience. But remember this…If God said it, that settles it! The fight is fixed!

I’m sure there were days the Israelites thought, “Man, why do we keep walking around this wall? Not one pebble has fallen.” But what would have happened if they had made a fleshly decision to walk around the city for five days instead of seven? How would the outcome have been different if they had treated day seven like all the other days? What if they had questioned the necessity of marching and shouting and blowing the trumpet on the seventh day? I’m sure this is why Joshua implemented the no talking rule (see verse 10)!

Come on everyone! Yes, it’s a new year, but if you continue to do things your way, the results will never yield a new you or a new opportunity. Although Jesus would never say to us “F.T.D.I.,” I know He desires for each of us to be obedient and walk by faith. In the Williams’ household, we are striving to be “Obedient Without Hesitation”! Won’t you join us???

Now Take A Moment to Share Your Heart With God
When have you chosen not to F.T.D.I.? When we say we trust God, obedience is the corresponding action that validates our confession. Take a moment and ask for forgiveness. Then, simply do what He asked you to do.

Until next time……

 

Now That’s The Kind Of God I Serve!

I believe we are in a time where God will do unprecedented things if we simply obey His words. But often when we hear Him, our response is not always what it should be. We shrug off His instructions. We delay in following His directions. We lean to our own understanding. I am convinced that even in the simplest matters, God wants us to heed His voice. Allowing Him to be our guide often simplifies a process which likely could take a tumultuous turn if we went our own way.

Recently my husband and I were discussing leading a small group at our church. Actually I kind of nudged him during a Sunday service and said, “I think God wants you to lead a small group.” After some discussion, he hesitantly agreed. We began looking at our schedules to determine a good time. We settled on Sunday afternoons, but the next question was, “Where?” In an effort to show Dale this was God’s prompting, not just me, I called several locations. Every place I contacted was unable to accommodate for one reason or another. I reminded God that He nudged me before I nudged my husband. That’s the only reason I even made the suggestion. I continued to call, but to no avail, the answer was consistently “no.” I began to get a bit discouraged. If God really wanted him to lead a group, He would open a door….wouldn’t He???

One afternoon, Dale asked if I had secured a location for his group meeting. After all, I told him not to worry about it. I reluctantly said no, but told him I would keep trying because I believed this was something God really wanted him to do. I told him to continue preparing because I knew in my heart God wanted to do something very special through this men’s group. Dale looked at me for a moment, but remained silent. I thought he was about to say, “maybe this is not meant to be,” but instead he said, “I know where I am suppose to host the group.” I was completely caught off guard, but I continued to listen. “The bowling alley.” With a big smile, I said, “Ok,” but all the while I was thinking, “Who in the world is going to allow you to host a video-based small group at the bowling alley?”

A couple of days later, Dale stopped by the bowling alley. The manager was busy, but he told the front desk staff he would wait. So he waited and waited and waited. After almost an hour, the manager came out and  ask how he could help. My husband explained his reason for being there. The manager hesitated. He inquired about the church, the material the men would be discussing, and questioned the topic of study. After further discussion, the manager agreed. He and my husband continued to talk. After about half an hour, the manager asked Dale if he had another minute to spare. Dale nodded and the manager proceeded to take him into a private area. It was the VIP room. This room had multiple private lanes, a dining area, private restrooms, and its own personal chef. The manager explained that very few people were aware that this area existed. It was “pretty exclusive,” but he was willing to allow the men’s group to use it on occasion.

Wow! Now that’s the kind of God I serve! When we follow His voice, He will lead us along the path which opens up the “exceedingly abundantly” type of blessings that can only be attained through obedience to His voice. After so many “no’s,” who would have thought a bowling alley would willing host a Christian men’s small group and make their VIP room available???

My message today is simple. Obey God when He speaks. His instructions may be out of the ordinary. They may be contrary to what we believe to be best. BUT…He always knows and He is always right!

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VISION NOW is now full! Registration is closed. For those who were unable to register for this event, you will get a full recap next week right here! I pray God will give me more opportunities to host events and open doors for more speaking engagements. After all, I only do it to bring Him glory!

A Window of Opportunity

If your daily activities were unknowingly being monitored, what would others see? Would they see an unprecedented level of productivity or would they assume you to be a telemarketer due to the many hours you spend on the phone each day? Would they see your ability to multitask and willingness to help others or would they think you were Mark Zuckerberg’s employee of the month?

Some years ago, a dear friend of mine was unknowingly being watched (in a good way). Here’s her story…

She worked for a small business. Because of the values her parent’s instilled in her, there was nothing she was unwilling to do. Her humble spirit led her to do many things others deemed beneath them. She arrived early and willingly stayed late. She was qualified to handle financial matters, but would make coffee and answer phones with just as much passion. Her employer appreciated her and respected her decision to go back to school after working with them for about five years.

Since that day, more than three years have passed.

My friend recently received a phone call. The voice on the other end asked, “Is this ______?” She positively responded. The caller went on to say, “You don’t know me but more than seven years ago, you worked in a building across the street from my office. I often saw you opening the office in the mornings and leaving late in the evenings. There were days I watched you do things that many in my office would have never done. Your demeanor always seemed pleasant. Years ago, I told my boss, ‘We need to hire her. We need people like that at our company. Well today, I am the boss.'” There was silence. My friend asked, “How do you know all these things? How did you see me?” The caller told my friend from one of the windows in his building, he could see directly into the area where she once worked. The call ended with an interview being scheduled to determine if my friend would be a good fit for one of their current openings.

After making sure this person was not stalking my friend, I stood in awe of her story. A window of opportunity. My friend shared a lot of memories from her previous workplace. I marveled at the fact that although every day was not “a bed of roses,” my friend remained focused and sought to be “light” even if she had to shine alone.

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Often we respond to life according to the manner in which it treats us. But my friend’s example of operating in excellence at all times is a great lesson for us all. She never knew anyone was watching, but her dedication created a window of opportunity that she never saw coming.

In the days, week, and months ahead, remember 2 Chronicles 15:7, “But as for you, be strong and do not give up, for your work will be rewarded.”

We never know when it will come, but make sure the view through your window of opportunity is deserving of a reward.

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Ladies,
If you are anything like me, you grew up watching your parents work hard doing the same job for 20 or 30+ years, whether they enjoyed it or not. They then retired (in their 60’s), breathed a sigh of relief, and said, “Now it’s time to enjoy life.”

But I don’t think that was ever God’s intention when He created us.

One of the reasons I am hosting VISION NOW is because I believe NOW is the time to enjoy life. NOW is the time to do what we have been called to do. NOW is not at the beginning of the year. NOW is not when the kids graduate.

NOW IS NOW!

Registration for VISION NOW ends this Friday. Go to visionnow.eventbrite.com and get your tickets NOW!

Looking forward to seeing you on October 1st!

 

 

Impossible!

How many times have you been asked to make something out of nothing? To take a half and somehow magically make it a whole. I’m sure I am not the only one, but this recently happened to me while working on a project with friends.

I was helping friends develop new strategies for their business: refining their messaging, more effective utilization of their budget dollars, analyzing their competition, among other things. We talked about creative ways to reach a broader audience. I even presented a marketing budget to help them understand what it would take to accomplish their goals by year end. They smiled emphatically which made me smile in return. Being able to help friends who were finally doing what they were created to do was like…well, let’s just say I felt like a proud big sister. Not because of what I presented, but because of their ambition and they seemed fearless.

A couple of weeks went by and I received a call. They finally had the funds to move forward on some of the marketing initiatives I had suggested. I was pumped! I headed to their office, took a seat, and said, “Show me what we’re working with!” (I told you they are friends). As they eagerly shared what they were ready to implement and how much they had allotted to spend, my excitement began to fizzle. What in the world? How could anyone think they could get so much for so little? I love them dearly so I asked, “In case this is not enough, what are you willing to take off the table?” They replied, “Nothing. We believe we can do all these things.” My mouth said, “Let’s do it,” but my mind said, “Impossible!”

I got in my car. As I drove away, I sensed an overwhelming feeling of disappointment building on my insides because as much as I wanted to help, I honestly felt it was impossible. But at that very moment, I heard the still, small voice of my Father say, “Give it to Me.” This time, I did without any hesitation because I knew there was very little I could do with it. I told Jesus I felt as if I had been given two fish and five loaves of bread but was expected to feed the multitudes.

Just then, it was as if a light bulb in my head went off.

I googled “two fish and five loaves.” Scriptures from Matthew, Mark, and John populated but what I found most intriguing was that when the disciples realized they did not have enough to feed all those people, the first thing they did was give it to Jesus. “Hmmmm…. I’ve done that. So what’s next?” I kept reading. Jesus gave thanks, broke it, and had the disciples disperse it among the people.

At that point, my outlook changed. I knew that what my friends were trying to accomplish would bring Him glory. I believed they were just following the divine plan He had set for their lives. And I knew they were counting on me. So you know what I did? I looked toward heaven and just as Jesus did, I thanked God for what was in my hand. In that moment, I understood that it was not what was in my hand that was important but instead my faith was on the line.

I called other business owners I knew to find out how they handled such situations. I started bidding wars between companies. I would not accept “no” for an answer. And you know what? I broke every dollar they gave me into so many pieces I surprised myself. Not only was I able to accomplish more than I imagined, but when they saw how tenacious I was with their resources, they gave me a couple of dollars extra to complete the only thing remaining on their list.

Is your faith being tested? Mine was. What I saw as impossible, God saw as an opportunity to stretch and strengthen my faith. Could this be why you are in the situation you are facing today? Before you dismiss it as impossible, give it to the Father. Remember, nothing is impossible to those who believe.

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Ladies,

Tony Gaskins once said, “If you don’t build your dreams, someone will hire you to help build theirs.” VISION NOW is an event created to help women move from dreaming to doing. Click visionnow.eventbrite.com now more information and get your tickets. Online registration is required for this event and will end Friday, September 23.

Don’t wait. Seats are limited.

Blatantly Obvious

She gave Him the facts. Who? The Samaritan woman. I’m sure you’ve heard the story. You see the Samaritan woman had come to the well to draw water. Jesus was there and asked her for a drink. The problem was it was uncustomary for Jews to talk to Samaritans and the woman made it known. But Jesus continued to talk. He told her, “If you only knew what a wonderful gift God has for you, and who I am, you would ask me for some living water!” But instead of her asking for the living water or even inquiring about it more, she focused on what was “blatantly obvious.”

“But you don’t have a rope or a bucket and this is a very deep well! Where would you get this living water? And besides, are you greater than our ancestor Jacob? How can you offer better water than this which he and his sons and cattle enjoyed?”

How often do we do this? We find ourselves in a situation but instead of asking God, we evaluate it based on what we see. Our thoughts become fixated on past attempts, current conditions, and future fears. But what is “blatantly obvious” to us is minute in the eyes of our God. Notice that Jesus was unmoved. He did not care that she was a Samaritan. He lovingly dismissed her surface-level words. And He did not allow her past or her present mischief to disqualify her. He knew He had something she needed. Something that would change her life forever. Her only responsibility was the same as ours today…Believe and Obey.

I recently came across this quote that says, “The Truth is more important than the facts.” Not sure if Frank Lloyd Wright was referring to Jesus, but it reminded me of John 14:6 when Jesus told us, “I am the way, the truth and the life.”

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Jesus did not need a rope or a bucket. The living water He spoke of was Himself. He was the answer for the Samaritan woman and He is the answer for you and me today. Just as He explained to the Samaritan woman, temporary fulfillment was not His goal. His unconditional love compelled Him to guide her toward the thing that would have long-term effects in her life.

Is this you? Are you the Samaritan woman? Is the “blatantly obvious” more real to you than the words of your Father? What will you do when the facts and the Truth just don’t add up? Stop focusing on temporary things. Align your life with the only One who gave their life for you.

Now that should be “blatantly obvious”!

Sidenote: Did you notice in John 4 the Samaritan woman knew about Jesus? Maybe if she had focused less on religion and more on developing an intimate relationship with Him, she may have better understood who He was when they stood face to face. It’s “blatantly obvious” that without knowing Jesus, the answer could be right in front of you, but you not even know it.

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The Ultimate Sacrifice

I recently participated in a twenty-one day fast with my church family (I guess it’s ok to talk about it now that it’s over). We did not have to give up food, but were instructed to sacrifice something that consumed our time. The Sunday the fast began, I listened to a powerful story of how fasting and prayer had impacted a family’s life (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dzQJhdQDxuE) and I knew this was for me. The timing was perfect. I wasn’t looking for any “thing” from God. Just greater clarity in the things He was guiding me toward.

So I thought…what would it be? Coffee? Beef? Maybe Facebook? But this time, I heard God whisper, “Sleep.” I literally turned to my husband during worship service and said, “You will never believe what He just told me to give up…SLEEP!” My husband shook his head because He knew if I were ever to appear in a MasterCard commercial, it would always end by saying, “Sleep for TJ….priceless!”

You see, I love a good cup of joe. And hamburgers…one of my closest girlfriends and I have the best conversations when we have hamburgers! Both are important in my life. But sleep. Sleep is in a category all its own. Nothing compares to a good nights sleep. There’s nothing like a good ole nap. I reminded God that I wasn’t fasting in expectation of getting some “thing” from Him. I just wanted to hear Him clearer and gain more understanding in the things He was calling me to do. Sleep for me was like…The Ultimate Sacrifice. As His still, small voice became silent, I knew all too well what it meant. I had heard Him clearly. Getting up earlier and going to bed later so I could spend more time working to fulfill the dreams He had placed in my heart. I  knew this would be a sacrifice like none other.

Monday morning, 4:30am! The alarm buzzed but the only thing that moved was my finger to turn it off. I knew it would be hard but had no idea it would be this hard. The second morning, after snoozing and snoozing and snoozing, I rolled out of bed and went downstairs to work out. When the kids went to bed at 7:30 each night, instead of me answering the call of our 1000 thread count 100% Egyptian cotton sheets, I turned the computer on and began to write.

I soon realized what God was doing.

He was not trying to get me to sleep less, but instead was helping me understand that if I was really going to commit to fulfilling His plan for my life, there were sacrifices I must be willing to make. I began to understand there would be times when I would have to do things I would not ordinarily do (like give up sleep). Times when my comfort zone would be a mere memory. Times when I would have to make hard choices that may not be popular. Times when I would be uncomfortable but still have to push my way through. Times when others would make plans that I could not be a part of because my priorities had shifted.

God told me I was walking into a place where I would have to say, “Not my will but Yours be done” and mean it.

Over those twenty-one days, I gained more knowledge than I ever expected. Knowledge to prepare me for what’s ahead. And now, before I go to bed at night and when the clock goes off early in the morning, I think twice. There is a quote that says, “A comfort zone is a beautiful place, but nothing ever grows there.”

How important is your comfort? Are you willing to sacrifice it in order to grow? In order to attain the vision He has given us, we must willingly make The Ultimate Sacrifice.

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Is “Excellence” the Road Less Traveled?

I was recently asked to speak during a business women’s luncheon at The University of Alabama at Birmingham. As I prayed about what God would have me say, my attention was continuously drawn to one specific word…excellence. One day as I was preparing, my life flashed before my eyes. In that moment, I began to assess my actions and efforts, past and present, which led me to ask a couple of questions…

  • What does it truly mean to be excellent?
  • Is excellence today’s standard or is it overshadowed by success?
  • Are excellence and success comparable?

The online dictionary’s definitions explain excellence as the very best, possessing good qualities in high degree, a higher standard than set by culture or the world, giving your best. But forty-two years of life (and a little research) has taught me more about excellence than Webster ever could.

Here are 10 things I’ve realized about excellence:

  1. Excellence and perfection are not synonymous. Excellence is doing all you have with what you have in a particular season of life.
  2. Excellence and success are not interchangeable. Culturally, success is measured by title, prestige, and status. But while success, by the world’s standards, is only available to a few, excellence can be achieved by all. Excellence can lead to success, but success does not always equate to excellence.
  3. Excellence knows when to say no. Excellence does not attempt to be all things to all people all the time. (which leads to #4…)
  4. Excellence does not over promise and under deliver.
  5. Excellence goes beyond that which it feels like doing. It is fueled by will not want (see last week’s post!). Excellence goes the extra mile.
  6. Excellence understands that its only competitor is itself.
  7. Excellence does not live in the past, but moves forward unrestricted by yesterday.
  8. Excellence is the measure used to evaluate decisions and actions based on the highest quality you have to offer.
  9. Excellence is a process and is intentional. Pat Riley, one of the greatest NBA coaches of all times once said, “Excellence is the gradual result of always striving to do better.”
  10. Unlike success, excellence does not always make the headlines, but is most often noticed when it is no longer there.

My discussion with the ladies during the luncheon began with one of my favorite poems but today, I think I’ll close with an excerpt. The final stanza of The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost says this…

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Ahead of each of us are various roads. Much like the poet, we too must make a decision as to which path we will choose. The road of excellence. The road to success. The road that gains the approval of others. The road of dormancy due to indecisiveness. And although all roads are not mutually exclusive, I must ask…

In today’s society, is excellence the road less traveled?

Now, share your heart with me. Looking forward to your perspective on excellence.

CAST YOUR CARES!

A couple of weeks ago, I took a break from writing my blog. Well, it was actually in April and was only suppose to last a couple of weeks, but instead, my 30-day productive sabbatical turned into multiple weeks where I allowed frustration to overrule productivity. I told God during my break, “I am tired! I can’t do everything!” You see, being a wife, mother of 2 small children, working full time, and blogging part time is a lot, especially when excellence is the goal. Then recently, God presented an opportunity for me to be a Contributing Writer for one of the oldest, most well-respected newspapers in the southeast, The Birmingham Times. I was grateful for the opportunity, but as I looked at my plate, to say it was already full was an understatement. So I did what the ‘ole folks use to do back in the day. I decided to have a little talk with Jesus!

Just as the writer of the old hymn said, “And He will answer by and by”…guess what? He did. I don’t know the time frame as it relates to “by and by,” but He answered me pretty quickly. God simply told me to cast my cares. I knew the scripture “cast your cares on Me, because I care for you” and I felt I was doing just that. After all, I made sure God knew how I felt about each and everything on my plate. And being the perfect gentleman that He is, He let me ramble on and on and on….

As I wrapped up telling God what I could not possibly handle, I sensed that He agreed with me. At that moment, God so gently reminded me of a fond childhood memory. It was fishing with my dad. I remembered standing on the shore and casting my fishing line as far as I could into the water. As I reminisced, God said, “I need you to do the same thing with everything that concerns you. Don’t just tell me about it. Give it to me. Cast it.” God continued. “My child, the reason you think you are tired is because you are trying to do everything in your own power, in your own strength. Apart from Me, you can do nothing, but with Me, all things are possible. Trust Me with your cares. Give Me all your worries. I really do care for you.”

As I thought back to those days of casting my fishing line into the water, my thoughts were dominated by the serenity of the environment. Even in the waiting, my dad and I knew if we were patient, what we were waiting for would come to us, almost effortlessly. The key was to relinquish control.

Today, I challenge you to “cast your cares on Him.” I did and believe it or not, God sent people to help me…some I knew, some I didn’t know. The things I once thought were burdensome and impossible, seemingly overnight, were resolved. Now, I chuckle when things are thrown my way. The tension is significantly lessened when the solution seems nonexistent. With each occurrence, I simply respond by saying, “God, here you go! I’m casting my cares!”

Now It’s Your Turn:
1 Peter 5:7 says, “Let him have all your worries and cares, for He is always thinking about you and watching everything that concerns you.” If you are willing to trust God and give Him your anxieties, worries, and concerns, type here in the comments or on social media, CASTING MY CARES!