In our crazy, chaotic world sometimes we need to be reminded that all will be well. Here is YOUR reminder that YOU are needed, loved, and you have awesome potential before you. I wrote this poem one morning when I felt a little anxious and low. I thought of the people in the world around me who could use this message. Enjoy. Share. Please subscribe to my YouTube Channel.
Much Love & God Bless,
Carol Sue Stuart
About the Author... Carol Sue Stuart is a blogger, author, poet and marketing adviser. Based in Arizona, Carol lives with her husband, three children, and two precious doggies. When she isn't writing, blogging, traveling, or getting into mischief, you can find her snuggled with a book and a plate of chocolate chip cookies. You can follow her on Instagram @TheMoonlightBella or on YouTube .
They've been teaching tools in my life and they've helped me travel many troubled and happy paths. Quotes from movies stick to my memory like good friends. I mean, who can erase the memory of Scarlett O'Hara in Gone with the Wind pumping her fists into the air, declaring, "As God as my witness, I'll never go hungry again." Or, Tom Hanks in the movie Cast Away, crying in anguish over the loss of his volleyball-friend into the vast ocean screaming, "Wilson!" But, one of the most poignant scenes in cinematic history, at least for me, is from Lord of the Rings: Return of the King, when Sam and Frodo are climbing Mount Doom.
If you aren't a huge Lord of the Rings fan or even if you've never seen the movie or read the books, you'll still understand what I'm writing about, because I'm writing about friendship. I'm writing about love. Here, go with me a minute and you'll get a better picture.
In the movie, Frodo, the main character has to climb Mount Doom carrying the cursed ring. It is his own journey to take. It is his own cross to bear. No one can do it for him. But, he has his BFF, Sam along side of him. And in this beautiful, climatic scene, Frodo is worn down, tired, and he collapses under the weight of his trial.
Have you ever felt like that? Like life was just too much. You receive an awful diagnosis? You lose a well-paying job? You're going through a divorce? You failed a test? You file bankruptcy? Life, looks, well, bleak and hopeless.
We've all had trials or seasons in our life when the climb up our personal Mount Doom seemed too heavy to bear, too hard to journey onward, and perhaps, like Frodo, you collapsed at the thought of taking one more step. You crumble at the thought of what lies ahead of you, and as you lay down in the ashes of your lost hopes and dreams, you stare at the depths of your own Mount Doom and wonder, "How can I make it alone?"
Alas, this is where Sam comes in. Blessed, joyful, faithful, and loving, Sam. In the movie, Sam looks down at his dear friend, Frodo, who is weak and almost on the doors of death. But, dear Sam, looks Frodo straight in the eyes and says one of my favorite lines of all times:
"I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you."
Isn't it beautiful? We can't carry our friends or family members trials, those are for them to work through, but we can carry the individual. We do that in a simple text message, or a lunch date, or a phone call, or going with them to chemotherapy. We can be the Sam's in the lives of others by simply being by their side, pushing them onward, encouraging them with hope and, above else, our love.
I've been Frodo and I've been Sam.
As, I suspect, so have you. We are all on our own Hero's Journey.
Because none of us leave this life unscathed and untarnished by the realities of being a breathing, living human being (trust me, I've asked God several times to give me the one exception and it hasn't worked).
But, we do get control over one thing and that is love. And, we can be the much-needed Sam to a desperate, tired Frodo, trying desperately to make their way up their Mount Doom.
This past season for me, I've been Frodo. I know what it's like to look at the mountain I have to climb and want to give up and not take another step. I know what it's like to say, "I'm done. Leave me here." And, I know what it's like to feel the dark abyss of a scary journey ahead of me. But, God has given me Sams along my path, along my journey, and up my mountain.They've lifted me up, threw me over their shoulder, and carried me up the mountain.
But, also, I've been Sam before. Making a good friend laugh at a difficult time in their life, helping them along their uneven path and guiding them on their way. I've been able to help friends move one step closer to their destiny and conquer their biggest Mount Dooms.
So, whether you are Frodo or Sam, it makes no difference, because in the end love will always win. You will conquer your Mount Doom, dear Frodo, I've read the book and you come out as a conqueror. And to the Sams in this world, keep on doing what you are doing. Loving and carrying the sweet soul up their mountain, until at last this season has passed.
And, it will pass.
But the love of the journey will always remain.
{Here is the clip of the scene. It's worth the two minutes.}
About the Author... Carol
Sue Stuart is a blogger, author, poet and marketing adviser. Based in
Arizona, Carol lives with her husband, three children, and two precious
doggies. When she isn't writing, blogging, traveling, or getting into
mischief, you can find her snuggled with a book and a plate of chocolate
chip cookies. You can follow her on Instagram @TheMoonlightBella.
The other day while I was shopping I heard
the cutest exchange between two little girls. They couldn’t have been any older
than eight and they were obviously good friends as they giggled and discussed normal
eight-year-old subjects. I didn't pay attention to their conversation until I heard this interaction: “Let’s go swimming at Jayden’s house,” Little
Girl #1 said. “My mom can drop us off.” “No way,” Little Girl #2 said, putting her
hands on her hips. “Why?” Little Girl #1 asked. “Jayden has too many issues,” Little Girl #2
answered firmly. Little Girl #2 nodded in agreement to her friends analysis and
off they ran. Like I mentioned earlier, I laughed. But the
two little girls got me thinking about the word "issues". I vividly remember when the word
“issues” became synonymous with a person having major problems, typically emotionally, in life. I'd heard it when a good friend
mentioned that her own issues in life could fill several books. Yet, in all reality we all have issues. We
all have problems we are either dealing with or we are denying, but we have
them. They wake up with us and they go to bed with us. Sometimes they rob us of
sleep and other times they are the reason we sleep. I have yet to meet a person
that doesn’t have some type of problem they are dealing with. No one is perfect.
No one is immune. But the other day while reading the book of
Jeremiah I came across a profound scripture that changed my perspective on how
I deal with my own issues. It breathed new life on how I can become a strong
woman amidst the chaos and hectic realities of life. After reading this
scripture I sat back in awesome wonder of God’s word and then I made a list of
how I could become all of the things it mentioned. I dubbed it: How can I
become a Jeremiah Tree? It's a lofty goal, don't get me wrong. But very attainable. You’ll see why. Let’s go real quick and read it. It can be
found in Jeremiah 17: 7-8.
“But blessed is the one who trust in the Lord, whose
confidence is in him.
They will be like a tree planted by the water that
sends out its roots by the stream,
It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are
always green.
It has no worries in a year of drought
and it never fails to bear fruit.”
So there it is. The Jeremiah Tree I want to become. And, I suppose so do you. Who doesn’t want to have no fear, to always
be lush and green and have no worries? Who doesn’t want to always produce good
fruit into the world? I mean, seriously. This verse is awesome. But it leaves
one solid question—How do I become a Jeremiah Tree? I read the verse over and over again and then
I made a list. First, I wrote out all of the promises in the verse. Then, I
created a second list of how do I become such a person. Here’s the first list. All of the Promises:
1.“No Fear when
heat comes…”No fear in the face of adversity or troubles.
No fear when problems arise that you don’t understand. No fear when life turns
upside down. No fear when the daily troubles of life arise. No fear when a bad
diagnosis comes. No fear when life hits hard. You will stand strong in the face
of any difficulty or problem that comes your way.
2.“It’s leaves are
always green…” You will always be
healthy, whole, vibrant, and joyful. A healthy tree has green leaves and is
lush. You are a healthy tree who will always be green. You will be so healthy
that you will provide shade for others. You will be vibrant and whole. You will
have a healthy body and a clear, focused mind and well-being.
3.“It has no
worries in a year of drought…” God is
your provider. He provides all things for you and your family. You will not
worry in the face of job loss, transition, financial problems, or when the
world starts to stress. You will face whatever happens in life without worry.
Droughts in your finance, in relationships, or whatever form they takes—you
will not worry. God provides all.
4.“It never fails
to bear fruit…” You will always bear good
fruit. You will be prosperous and joyful. You will be comfort to others who are
in need. You will be a helping hand to strangers. You will spread joy to others
around you. You will provide well for your family. You will be abundant and
everything you touch will be successful. You will always bear good fruit
because it promises you will never fail
in this area. Oh, you’ll have failures, but you will bounce right back up and
be successful again.
Aren’t those awesome promises? Now, it’s
times for the big reveal—how do I become a Jeremiah Tree? That answer isn’t as
easy, nor is it as difficult as I thought. I could write an entire book on the concepts, but for now, you'll have to take my two paragraphs and prayerfully consider them. How do I become a Jeremiah Tree?
1.“Trust in the
Lord, whose confidence is in him…” You
will trust God 100% in all things. I know this isn’t easy. But, daily you
submit to him in prayer. Tell him your fears and worries. Tell Him your doubts
and expectations. Tell Him your story. He loves you. Heck, he created you. He
wants to hear from you. Today. Do it. Put your trust in Him.
2.“Sends
out its roots by the stream…” The word of
God is the first thing you need to hold tight to. Read it daily. Digest His
word into your soul. Don’t just nibble on it, feast on His words. Take them
into your soul. The word of God is powerful and can heal a broken soul. Another
way you can send your roots by the stream is to surround yourself with strong,
spiritual people. People of faith. People who will encourage your daily walk
with the Lord. Find these people. Talk to God, he’ll show you where to find
these people. Find a church and plant yourself there. Third, prayer. Daily
prayer. Send out bold prayers to God and watch what happens. Miracles happen when you get on your knees and pray. I've seen it in my own life numerous times.
So there it all is, folks. The promises of becoming a Jeremiah Tree. Whatever issues you have, and we all have
them, take heed of the promises found in Jeremiah 17:7-8 and become a solid,
fruit-bearing, fearless, healthy Jeremiah Tree. It is possible. Of this I am
sure. Now, get going and go plant yourself by the
stream!
About the Author... Carol
Sue Stuart is a blogger, author, poet and marketing adviser. Based in
Arizona, Carol lives with her husband, three children, and two precious
doggies. When she isn't writing, blogging, traveling, or getting into
mischief, you can find her snuggled with a book and a plate of chocolate
chip cookies. You can follow her on Instagram @TheMoonlightBella.
When the new year comes around everyone is looking to improve their body. We make goals like, "Eat more Spinach" and "Go to the gym five times per week," but we often neglect our spiritual side. This past year I've really dived in deep and read some awesome books that helped with developing my spiritual side. I've made a list of ten books for spiritual growth.
2. Drum roll please...Presenting Mr. Bob Goff (one of my favorite peeps) and his lovely book, Love Does. If you EVER needed a book to feel better about humanity, read this book NOW. It's filled with funny stories and applicable ways we can show love to those around us. Plus, it's funny.
3. She's funny, witty, and makes me laugh about the messiness of my own life. You've got to read Rachel Hollis's book, Girl Wash Your Face. It's a must read in this crazy age of self-doubt, criticism and above all when we forget we are daughter's of God.
4. This gal's got two books on my list, but I'm starting with this one because it's for those of us who have felt ourselves pump our fists to the heavens and say, "Why me?" As always, she gives real-life scenarios and good Godly wisdom. This is Lisa Terkeurst's newest release, It's Not Supposed to Be This Way.
5. As promised, Lisa also takes slot #5 for her previous book, Uninvited. This book digs deep into the things that make us feel less than we are by helping us seeing the divine potential inside each of us. Such a great book!
About the Author... Carol
Sue Stuart is a blogger, author, poet and marketing adviser. Based in
Arizona, Carol lives with her husband, three children, and two precious
doggies. When she isn't writing, blogging, traveling, or getting into
mischief, you can find her snuggled with a book and a plate of chocolate
chip cookies. You can follow her on Instagram @TheMoonlightBella.
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I started working full-time to help support our little
family, but it wasn’t easy. Even with my additional salary (which wasn’t much),
we could barely provide for our family of five. We were even living with my
sister at the time, all five of us, bundled into one room. It was a rough patch.
Thankfully, I worked at a dental office with some amazing
people. One of my co-workers, Kari, would bring in a fresh pack of deli meat
and bread every Monday for people to make sandwiches during lunch. Honestly,
everyone (except me) could afford to go out for lunch, and I suspect the deli meat
was brought in only for me. (Actually, I’m certain of it now.)
One Monday, Kari came in to work and announced she hadn’t
brought in any deli meat because she was going out to eat with a friend during
lunch. It was her kind way of letting me know I needed to find other
arrangements for lunch. She was correct. I didn’t have any money nor any food.
I would not be eating lunch that day. I could tell Kari was concerned because
she asked me, “Are you going to be okay for lunch?”
In all seriousness, I answered, “Yes, I’m going to go pray
about it.” Then, I walked to the bathroom and prayed to God for help. I didn’t
have money. I didn’t have a car. And, I was hungry. At this point in my life,
I’d seen prayer change my circumstances immediately. I truly believe what is
says in Mathew 11:24, “Therefore
I tell you, whatever you ask in prayer, believe that you have received it, and
it will be yours.”
And
since I needed food, I asked for it.
I walked out of the bathroom and told Kari I’d prayed for
food and so I was certain I’d be provided for. I’m not entirely sure she
thought I was sane; nonetheless, it was the only answer I knew how to give.
About twenty minutes later, a woman walked through the front
doors of the dental office with a large party platter of Mexican food—Chimichangas,
Burritos, Taquitos, beans, rice, guacamole, and salsa. She even had bottles of
soda with her and dessert.
“Surprise!” The woman said. “We are providing a free lunch
for your entire staff because of all the referrals you’ve sent our way. We
wanted to say thank you for your continual business.”
I couldn’t believe my eyes and Kari was speechless. We both
looked at each other and laughed.
I ate an amazing lunch that day, better than anything I’d
eaten in months. I had a full tummy and another confirmation that God hears our
prayers. It was another moment where I marveled that God had provided for me
and knew what I needed before I even asked for it.
So, what do you need right now? Talk to God about it. Pray
to Him who created you. I know He is listening. The answer isn’t always yes,
but I can promise you that He will know what you need and help you.
He helped me, many years ago.
A young mother, hungry and struggling to provide for her
family.
I only asked for food.
He sent me a feast.
Pray today and spill your heart out to Him. Who knows what
kind of feast he has in store for you.
About the Author... Carol
Sue Stuart is a blogger, author, poet and marketing adviser. Based in
Arizona, Carol lives with her husband, three children, and two precious
doggies. When she isn't writing, blogging, traveling, or getting into
mischief, you can find her snuggled with a book and a plate of chocolate
chip cookies. You can follow her on Instagram @TheMoonlightBella.
[I am sharing twelve stories leading up to
Christmas. These twelve stories are about faith, forgiveness, and love. They
are my personal stories that I’ve lived and I’m sharing with you. These stories
magnify only one thing, my testimony of Jesus Christ. I hope you are inspired
by these stories, just as I was when I lived through them. Please feel free to
share them with others, and I pray that the true Christmas spirit is portrayed
through my words, for I honor my Savior and king, Jesus Christ. Amen.]
We were out of food, we had no car, no
telephone, and we only had twenty dollars to our name. I’d just given birth to
my second child, a son, Tanner, only a few days prior. After a sleepless night,
Tanner had finally found rest in the arms of my husband, Chris. I didn’t want
to wake them, so I carefully got out of bed and got dressed. I knew we had no
food, and my two-year-old daughter, Brooke, would be waking soon. The only
option seemed for me to walk to the local Target and purchase the items we
needed, by myself. I dressed warmly since it was the first week of January and
headed out the door.
The store was only two miles away, but it
seemed so much further as I walked alone down the main street. I was relieved
when I arrived at the Target and gathered the items I needed, trying to make my
twenty dollars stretch as far as I could. I checked out of Target with several
bags and started to make my way home. Unfortunately, the hot Arizona sun was
poking its head out of the clouds and in January, it was starting to warm up.
My large jacket and heavy shoes seemed overwhelming, but I started to make my
trek home.
I didn’t take into account the heavy bags I’d
be carrying home, filled with canned food, Gatorade, diapers, nursing pads, wipes,
and water. The weight of the bags soon taxed my arms and shoulders and I had to
stop even before I got out of the parking lot.
Suddenly, the tears started to flow as I
realized I had a long walk home. I was alone with no one to help me. The burden
seemed overwhelming and my situation, hopeless. It wasn’t just the walk home,
but my life in general seemed overwhelming. We were both young kids, raising
two children and without much help. Our cupboards were bare and I didn’t have a
phone to call for help.
But, I kept moving forward.
One foot in front of the other.
Each step I took seemed treacherous and hard.
My arms heavy with the weight of the bags, my soul in desperate need of a
shoulder to cry on, and a little family in need of nourishment and help. The
tears flowed down my face as I walked. The sun seemed to melt my jacket to my
body and my feet ached.
I couldn’t do it.
I couldn’t take one more step.
I stopped in a little business complex and
sat on a small bench I found. There I wept and cried to God.
“God, I need your help. I can’t do this. I
can’t take one more step. I’m not strong enough to do it. Please, help me.”
My hands cupping my face, I wept and cried.
Not really knowing how God could help me, but, nonetheless, I petitioned Him.
It wasn’t but one minute later that a silver
Lexus pulled up to the empty business complex. A beautiful woman was sitting in
the drivers seat; she parked the car and came right up to me. I was baffled
because it was a Saturday so the entire parking lot was empty. I figured she
might tell me I needed to leave.
“Do you need a ride?” She asked me, smiling
warmly. She seemed familiar to me, as if I’d met her before. She had long,
brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes.
I had never taken a ride from a stranger
before, but something about her, made me feel like it was okay.
“Yes,” I answered. Before I could get another
word out, this stranger took several of my Target bags and started to put them
in her car. I picked up the remaining two and followed her.
She opened the door for me and I got inside.
The car was gorgeous. I had never seen such a nice car before, it was brand new
and I felt bad getting in her car with dirty shoes, but she didn’t seem to mind
at all.
“Where do you live?” She asked, keeping her
smile large and welcoming.
“Shadow Apartments,” I answered.
“Yes, I know where those are,” She said, and
started to drive away.
As she pulled out of the driveway, she said,
“What is your name?”
“Carol,” I answered, still a little bit
nervous taking a ride from a stranger.
“Nice to meet you, my name is Linda.” I was
startled because that is my mother’s name and for some reason that made me feel
at peace.
“So, why are you walking today?” She asked me
as she started to drive towards my apartments.
And, then, like a waterfall I told her
everything. Being young parents. Having little help. No car. No phone. Linda
let me just talk her ear off with tears freely falling from my face, and, when
I looked over at her, she had tears as well.
Within minutes she had parked in front of my
apartment complex and we sat in her car and talked about life. She encouraged
me, made me laugh, and then told me something that changed my life forever.
“Carol, I need to tell you something. I was
on my way to get gas this morning when I saw you walking towards Target. I felt
impressed at that moment to pull over and ask you if you needed help.
But, I ignored it and drove on. I got my gas and went home. But I couldn’t stop
thinking about the young girl walking by herself. I tried to get comfortable at
home, but I couldn’t. You kept popping into my head. Finally, I said, ‘Okay,
God, I’ll go get her.’ I got into my car and drove around but I couldn’t find
you. I drove down streets and around Target for at least thirty minutes. But, I
had zero luck. So, I headed home. It was then I happened to look into the
business complex and saw you, head down, defeated and alone. I couldn’t believe
it. God had led me right to you,” Linda said as she wiped tears from her eyes.
“So, you see, I should’ve stopped the first time I saw you. The first time I
felt the impression to help you. And, for that I’m sorry.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. God
had known long before I had even asked that I would need help. He knew exactly
who to send. He knew exactly who would listen to his petition to pick up and
help one of his daughters in need. He knew before I ever asked Him.
Linda and I wept in each other’s arms. Two
strangers going in very different directions, but our lives had intersected
when Linda took the words of Jesus Christ literally, “For I was hungry and
you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink,
I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I
was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.
Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed
you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger
and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick
or in prison and go to visit you? The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you,
whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine,
you did for me.”
I’ve never forgotten Linda or what she did
for me. I learned a valuable lesson that day. First, that God hears our prayers
and knows our needs long before we even ask him. So don’t be afraid to ask Him.
Cry to Him. Petition Him. He will hear you. Second, I learned never to ignore a
prompting to help someone, or call them, or text them, or send them a letter.
You are God’s hands in this world.
And, I guess, there is a third lesson to be
learned from my experience. Never judge another person’s circumstances. You
never know why someone is in the situation they are in, you haven’t walked in
their shoes, had their life, or their experiences. We are asked only to love
one another as Jesus loved us. You’ll never hear me scoff at a man on the side
of the road holding up a sign because I don’t know what brought him to that
point. I can’t judge him, and thankfully I don’t have to.
I only have to love him.
Like Linda loved me on that hot, awful day
when I didn’t think I could take one more step.
Linda loved me.
Like Jesus loves me.
Like Jesus loves you.
And, I guess, that’s all we could ever hope
to aspire to be—the pure love of Christ.
About the Author... Carol
Sue Stuart is a blogger, author, poet and marketing adviser. Based in
Arizona, Carol lives with her husband, three children, and two precious
doggies. When she isn't writing, blogging, traveling, or getting into
mischief, you can find her snuggled with a book and a plate of chocolate
chip cookies. You can follow her on Instagram @TheMoonlightBella.
It's about a woman and her shoes, or better yet, her lack of shoes.
It happened last week when my husband was at work. He works as a manger of a
large grocery chain. He received a call from his staff that a woman was
creating a scene up front, so they called him up to handle it. As soon as he
arrived to the front of the store he noticed a woman who appeared to be on
drugs, possibly homeless, and wandering the front of the store looking for
money. Her clothing was dirty and unkempt and she wasn’t wearing any
shoes.
“Can I help you?” My husband asked.
“I need a taxi cab,” the woman said, while she paced around frantically.
“But, I don’t have any money.”
My husband, one of the kindest souls I know, pulled out a few dollars from
his pocket and handed it to her. “I know this won’t cover a taxi, but maybe you
can take the bus?”
The woman said, “I really need to take a taxi cab.”
Before my husband could respond to the woman, another customer approached
them. This other woman was well-kept, dressed nicely, and had a big smile on
her face. “How can I help here?”
“I need money for a taxi.” The lady repeated.
The well-kept woman looked over the downtrodden, haggard woman and said,
“Where are your shoes?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t have any shoes? It’s raining outside and you don’t have any
shoes?” The kind woman said.
“No.”
And, then, right before my husband’s eyes, the well-kept woman put her
groceries on the counter, and took off her beautiful, practically new shoes.
Then, carefully put them in the hands of the shoe-less woman and said, “Here
you go. These are yours now.”
Then she took some money out from her wallet and handed it to the woman in
need. And before she could get a thank you from the woman-in-need, she picked
up her grocery bags and ran outside into the pouring rain and to her car.
My husband was both shocked and happy to witness such a kind act of
humanity. He called me right after to tell me the entire story. In which, I
said, “This is totally going on my blog.”
We need more stories like this to permeate the world around us. Instead of
negativity and harsh comments, we need stories of compassion and beauty.
Stories that make us stop in our tracks, hold our breath and say, “Wow.”
Stories that stay with us for days, even weeks, maybe even years. Stories that
make our heart pitter-patter for the goodness they create inside our souls. I
know this story did that to me. Simple as it was.
Two women.
One pair of shoes.
Yet, humanity felt restored.
Wow.
About the Author... Carol
Sue Stuart is a blogger, author, poet and marketing adviser. Based in
Arizona, Carol lives with her husband, three children, and two precious
doggies. When she isn't writing, blogging, traveling, or getting into
mischief, you can find her snuggled with a book and a plate of chocolate
chip cookies. You can follow her on Instagram @TheMoonlightBella.
I live in Arizona where the summers can get as hot as 118
degrees in the summer. Easy tasks can become momentary reminders to head back
inside to the safety of the air conditioning. Sweltering heat causes sidewalks
and roads to become mini stovetops where, if shoeless, you can literally burn
your feet.
I tell you this for a reason.
This past summer I was driving through my neighborhood and
became bombarded with the large amount of pigeons walking in the road, blocking
my driving path. Yes, walking.
I’d patiently wait for them to walk out of my way so I could
continue down the road. They’d look at me dumbfounded that I’d interrupted
their daily congregation in the middle of the road and slowly walk across the
street to the sidewalk.
Yes, again, I said walking.
Frustrated one morning, and running late to work, I found
myself yelling at the pigeons in the road as they scurried away, “Oh my
goodness! You CAN FLY! Why are you walking?!”
It was in that moment I learned a valuable lesson from the
pigeons.
It’s time to FLY.
I had to ask myself a few serious questions:
Where in your life are you walking, when you were built to
soar?
Where in your life are you scuttling around when you’ve got
wings to fly?
I thought of the pigeons. Made with wings. Given the
beautiful gift of flying. Yet, they scamper across hot (skillet temperature)
sidewalks and asphalt with their feet. Choosing to take the hardest path (and
hottest). Not utilizing the God-given gift to fly, even at the cost of their
own safety. I’ve seen plenty of pigeons die because they would rather walk out
of the street then fly.
Where in my life am I walking when I can be flying?
Where in your life
are you walking when you can be soaring?
It can be any part of you life—work, relationships, physical
exercise, emotionally, or, even spiritually. Ask yourself. Where am I walking,
when I can be flying in that area?
Don’t weigh yourself down with an endless to-do list of tasks
and excessiveness, instead, really analyze your life and the areas you can
improve. Then, take a deep breath and take one momentary move in that
direction.
But, don’t walk, my friend.
You’ve got wings of potential, talent, gifts, beauty,
laughter, friendship—a flair for life that no one else on this earth has.
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Carol Sue Stuart is a blogger, author, poet and marketing adviser. Based in Arizona, Carol lives with her husband, three children, and two precious doggies. When she isn't writing, blogging, traveling, or getting into mischief, you can find her snuggled with a book and a plate of chocolate chip cookies. You can follow her on Instagram @TheMoonlightBella or on YouTube .
