Feb 26, 2017 |
Frankly, on Faith: Five Minutes
by Molly Jo Realy @RealMojo68
Frankly, On Faith.
God is extravagant. He is Almighty. Eternal. Ultimate. Substantial. He is everything.
He is also personal. Intimate. Up close.
I often shy away from time with God because I can’t give him an hour of focus. Those are precious sixty minutes in which my mind will, after the first few, begin to wander. Plot. Plan. Apologize.
Dear God. I can’t focus. I’m sorry. Let me start over.
And it begins again.
How much time can you spend with God without looking at the clock?
I failed. I’m obviously not a good person because I can’t keep the world from coming in and interfering. You say it takes practice, discipline. But I know I’ll never get there. I’d best not waste our time by even trying.
When my daughter calls, I answer. If she can only speak for a minute, I welcome it. Because she thought enough to check in, say hi, let me know she loves me.
When my cat climbs onto my chair, I let her warm my feet or side for however long she stays. She’s not a failure when she leaves.
So why don’t I believe that God, in His much greater capacity for love and care, would accept whatever time offering I can give Him?
Would He rather I pretend to pray for thirty minutes or more, just counting ticks on the clock while being distracted? Or does He want all of my attention in whatever increments I can give?
“But you must not forget this one thing, dear friends: A day is like a thousand years to the LORD, and a thousand years is like a day.”
~2 Peter 3:8, NLT
My soul longs to be authentic to, for, and with God. I will give Him what I truly can, and trust He is by my side when the world beckons me to responsibility.
As I spend time with Him, the more opportunities I find to do so. He is a beautiful, never-ending circle. And we are smack dab in the middle of His grip.
CLICK TO TWEET: Frankly, on Faith: Can you give God just five minutes of your time?
With a stopwatch and Heavenly circumference,
~Molly Jo
Frankly, On Faith: Can you give God five minutes?
And Frankly, My Dear . . . That’s all she wrote!
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Jan 29, 2017 |
Frankly, On Faith: Do All Things
by Molly Jo Realy @RealMojo68
Frankly, On Faith.
So here’s something to prove my point: I’ve tried three times to write this post. The first two took a turn, so will be upcoming posts. But this one. I can’t seem to get it quite right.
Ridiculous, when you consider the topic.
All I’m trying to say is, God gives us what we need, when we need it.
Because we’re not God. We can’t do it all.
But He is. And He can.
And we’re in Him.
So, really, we can.
“For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength.”
~Philippians 4:13, NLT
Just open the door, let Him in, take a deep breath, and let Him work.
Simple? Sometimes it’s not. Sometimes we want to hold on, or change the method, or the outcome. We’re control freaks like that. Am I right? We’re such control freaks that we wear ourselves out trying to not show weakness. And sometimes we wear ourselves out to the point that all anyone sees is a pile of I-don’t-care-anymore mush. A puddle of perkless blechiness.
We’re trying so hard to do it all that we end up not being able to do anything.
We live in a multi-tasking, SuperHero environment. We forget it’s okay to step back, say “no” or “not now,” and rest.
So letting Him be the project manager of our life is sometimes kinda hard to deal with. We don’t want another someone telling us what to do, even if we know we can’t do it alone. You with me?
The thing is, He’s been there. He can see on the other side of the wall, and He knows the best way to get us over it.
So for today, I’m taking that deep breath and letting Him lead. Because I don’t want to be that overwhelmed, coffee-addict, multi-tasker that barks at everyone when things don’t get done. I’d rather be the calm, sweet tea-drinking, enjoy-the-moment kinda girl.
Besides. He’s really the one who does it all, anyway.
Sometimes, doing everything through Christ doesn’t mean He helps us do it all. It means we filter everything we do through Him. And that sometimes means tossing out the pieces that no longer fit.
See? He’s already pruning away the weeds and all you did was take a breath.
Sometimes, doing everything means starting by doing nothing.
CLICK TO TWEET: Frankly, On Faith: Sometimes, doing everything means starting by doing nothing.
With a blank page and a peaceful heart,
~Molly Jo
Frankly, On Faith: Do It All
And Frankly, My Dear . . . That’s all she wrote!
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Jan 22, 2017 |
Frankly, On Faith: How Important are You?
by Molly Jo Realy @RealMojo68
Frankly, On Faith.
Do you often wonder if you matter? If anyone knows the real you? Or worse, if they discovered the real you, if you’d be discarded?
I’ve got Good News for you.
Are you ready?
Wait for it . . .
God knows you.
And you know what?
He’s sticking around.
Yup. That’s right. There’s nothing you’ve done or haven’t done, will do or won’t do, that can remove you from His love and care.
Know how I know?
The Bible tells me (and you) so.
“And the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows.” ~Luke 12:7, NLT
“He counts the stars and calls them all by name.” ~ Psalm 147:4, NLT
“How precious are your thoughts about me, O God. They cannot be numbered! I can’t even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand! And when I wake up, you are still with me!” ~Psalm 129:17-18, NLT
Imagine~ God loves you so much He pays attention to every atom of your being! Every. Single. Atom. I don’t know ’bout you, but I don’t count the hairs as they wash down the drain. I don’t number the grains of sand that are tracked into the house then swept up and tossed back outside.
But He does. If the littlest parts of you are so important, can you allow yourself to experience how great, how deep, how vast His love, care and attention is for all of you?
There’s no abacus big enough to count the smallest part of this equation.
Allow yourself to be surrounded by His greatness, as He allows you to grow into yours.
CLICK TO TWEET: Frankly, On Faith: How Important Are You? Ask God.
With some sweet tea and a beautiful sand castle,
~Molly Jo
Frankly, On Faith: God Knows Your Importance
And Frankly, My Dear . . . That’s all she wrote!
Jan 15, 2017 |
Frankly, On Faith: Spiritual Groanings
by Molly Jo Realy @RealMojo68
Frankly, On Faith.
You know those days. Those oxymoronic, Lord-keep-my-mouth-shut days when what you want to say comes out all wrong? Or worse, when what you don’t (or shouldn’t) say, comes out of your mouth anyway?
What about that disconnect between your brain and your tongue when there’s little translation going on, and it’s just one big, hot mess and you sound like Frankenstein trying to sing?
Ain’t gonna lie. I kinda hate those days.
Those days that sap the language right out of you, leaving you with a foggy head and bewildered thoughts.
And you want me to pray through this? I can’t even . . .
Thankfully, God knows what we need. I mean, He always does, right?
But did you know He has an interpreter to help make sense of our nonsense?
“And the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness. For example, we don’t know what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words.” Romans 8:26, NLT
The Holy Spirit takes our crazy, our chaos, and straightens it into a direct line of communication between us and God. The Spirit is our go-between, our translator who speaks both languages and gets the point across.
The next time you don’t know what to say or how to say it, or want to know where to start, ask the Holy Spirit to breathe in you. He’ll take your messages straight to God. And bring God right back to you.
CLICK TO TWEET: Frankly, On Faith: The Holy Spirit straightens the line of communication between us and God.
With some sweet tea for your beautiful voice and headphones for listening,
~Molly Jo
Frankly, On Faith: Spiritual Groanings
And Frankly, My Dear . . . That’s all she wrote!
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Jan 11, 2017 |
SOAR
by Molly Jo Realy @RealMojo68
SOAR
And Frankly, My Dear . . . That’s all she wrote!
