When the presents are gone

As I’m sitting in my living room starring at our Christmas tree with the bare look it brings now that the presents are gone, I feel a sense of sadness. A sense of shame.

Maybe you’re settling into the new year with a sense of void? But how can that be? It’s the most wonderful time of the year, right?!

For some of you, maybe you didn’t get quite get what you wanted? Or maybe nothing at all? Or perhaps you got everything you could possibly imagine?

However, the void may still be the same for all. Why is that? For me and honestly for most is you run yourself ragged to chase worldly gratification and lose sight of the true meaning of this season.

The gift of Christ. Our savior was born! That void is us trying to replace the best gift you could ever receive. But maybe you don’t believe? What’s gotten you to that place? Tragedy? A life of hurt and resentment. Maybe you don’t want to let go of worldly things?

We'll let me tell you something my friends. I’ve lived a life of getting everything I wanted, and I also have lived a life of tragedy, hurt and resentment.

Did you know that whichever path you are on or card your dealt, the void of Christ is the same? It’s empty, lonely and a dead-end road.

As I try to set my New Years resolution I'm focusing on my eternal well-being and not so much success. Not because being successful isn’t important, but because if my relationship with Christ isn’t where it needs to be then one day all that wasted time, money and energy will pale in comparison to those golden gates!

Pam

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Sit with Jesus..

This morning my husband got up to go hunting. Typically I’d fall back asleep and wake when the kids do but I kept hearing in my head, sit with Jesus. My mother in law gifted me a devotional years ago called messy motherhood. I’ve picked it up and put it down so many times but that’s motherhood right? However I chose that as my baseline for this morning’s visit with God. And man does he NOT disappoint when he specifically calls you to sit with him immediately! In this devotional Lysa talks about: “(Ephesians 4:22-24). The Greek word for "made new" is koino. One of its definitions is "uncommon." I wanted to be an uncommon calm in the midst of chaos and an example of peace for my kids in a world of pressure. For that to happen, I came up with a plan for us moms: Tell the world to wait.” In my overstimulated brain I often getting very tired and weary. It’s like there’s no escaping it. But I was reminded today that I am managing blessings and if I want to cultivate q

The narrow road..

Maybe it’s not about the straight and narrow road but how these red words come alive off this page. Maybe it seems so hard when you’re looking in the rear view mirror instead of between the yellow lines. I know I’ve found God at the end on my rope, looking out the window on my way to church. I believe he loves me on my bad days just as much as my worst, and I’ll never get to heaven unless I accept the hurt. He can use a fishing rod and deer stands, restless nights chasing monsters out from under the bed. If I’m gonna get to heaven I’ll learn to slow down and soak in the view, because living water pours from the mountain and reaches the valley in the lowest points of view. ❤️

I don’t think Jesus does it that way..

Every time I look back on what I’ve been through and I see the person I’m morphing into, I understand how the pain had to exist to get me to wake up. I’ve always been hard headed, and it wasn’t until I shared my testimony in text to my eldest niece that I truly understood the magnitude of it. I’ve talked about my testimony when I was younger but seeing it written out allowed me space to advocate for other young women like myself. Since I have a daughter I want her to know that there is so much groundwork that had to be done to cultivate a healthy lifestyle and that sometimes we have to walk through fire to find the best version of ourselves and there’s NO shame in that! 🖤 My testimony below - the younger version 🖤 “I remember the teenage years were so hard for me. I tried so hard to find where I fit in. I thrived on attention from anyone who would give it to me. I avoided the people I loved because I felt convicted of the lifestyle I was living anytime I was around good. But God!

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