For a few very hard years this word was my mantra.
The word means
-undismayed; not discouraged; not forced to abandon purpose or effort
-undiminished in courage or valor; not giving way to fear
But the truth is, I was often dismayed by everything that had taken place, and I did battle discouragement. I battled fear and doubts. I hurt and was angry, and sometimes "undaunted" sounded more like a mockery than a mantra, and I was determined to be real about all of it in these posts, thus the name, Undaunted Reality. More than that, though, I was determined to live undaunted, not because I'm so great or strong, but because my God is, and no matter what this world looks like, He is the only reality that matters.
I pray I live the reality of Him beautifully undaunted.

Monday, January 29, 2018

The Truth about Monday Moods

I don't think it is so much that it is a Monday mood. I think Monday just fell right into the middle of this mood.

You know what I find amazing in the shock and awe kind of knock-you-off-kilter kind of way?

I find it amazing that I can honestly be happy with myself and my life, I can honestly feel excited about so much, I can honestly be proud of my kids and what they are doing...and find myself sitting at the bottom of a lot-is-happening right now avalanche.

So I've spent the day pushing forward, working through the to do list.
I've taken scripture breaks, sat and read and reread verses that truly do speak to my soul.
I've laid my concerns before the Lord on His altar knowing He hears, knowing He has this, knowing we are in the perfect hands.

In the midst of the avalanche, the voices start their whispering.
They tell me nothing I do matters.
They tell me my plans are crazy.
They tell me I really haven't made any progress.
They tell me it is pointless to this or that because no one notices or cares.
They say I'm not necessary because other people write on the topics I would write on or inspire people through speeches or blog to thousands of readers. I'm not necessary.

They lie.

The voices lie.

You know how I know?

Because I know loving people always matters. When people love me, it matters to me. When I love others, it matters to them.
My plans aren't crazy. They are just bigger than I am, which means I pray, wait, listen, move. While I am moving what I can, God is moving what only He can.
There is a lot of healing and change that goes on in the quiet places that allows for life to be seen in the public ones. Foundations take time. Mine has taken seven years, but it is solid.
What I care about people. I pray for people. I ask God for words to speak into lives, to give hope, to offer light in a dark place.
Yes, other people do what I do, but they don't have my story or my way of telling it, and there are people who will hear my story and find truth that helps them hold on when they want to quit or help them heal when they think it is impossible. To those people, I am necessary because my story helps them write a story they may think is only a dream but with God, becomes reality.

That is the Truth.

I pray you are able to see the Truth of Monday for you and your life, too.

Love and prayers,

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