I shared this with a special group of women this morning and know god told me to post it here, also.
i have been really struggling lately with who i am and what my purpose is. i am reaching the season when my children don't need me {as much} and while i love, love , LOVE being at home, i know i have a call on my life and i also know i need to help with the family income. not necessarily on a regular basis, but for when things come up....and with my family, a birthday is always coming up ;)
i have been truly, abundantly blessed with the ability to do many things. i have a heart to serve and work with women. i have a heart to see and highlight beauty--whether through photography, the written word, the healing of a wounded heart, the light of recognition and peace in the eyes of a child who has been a bit rebellious.....through food, through laughter, through cups of coffee, through a beautiful room.
i have found myself questioning what i am to be 'doing'. what 'my life call' is. just yesterday, i got a call from someone who wanted to talk to me about my resume that i had recently submitted. i got all excited and as i hung up, i felt this overwhelming need to know if 'this was it'...if THIS is what i have been called to. i started crying out to God.....
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?????? WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO???????
the next thing.
what?????
the next thing. all i am asking you to do is the next thing.
this morning as i was waking up, i heard this phrase again...the next thing. i asked--what does that mean?
you want a job, you want a name, you want a title, you want a label. you want a plan...you want to know....i have no labels for you. you are my child. i have gifted you with what i want you to have for the reasons that only i know of. rest in that. be at peace. know that i am leading you and as long as you are willing to follow, there are no mistakes. there are no wasted days.
ok...i have to say here...i have felt feel that there are many days that i sit at home and read, listen to my worship music, look at pictures, talk to a friend. and on those days, i feel i have wasted them. i have to fight the lie that i am lazy--see my post on strongholds--(and for future reference: i will be posting about what to do once you realize you have believed a lie.....)
so to hear god speak that what i am doing is exactly what he has called me to do and that i am not wasting days is a HUGE brain twist. now. my heart so hears it and just sings to hear it....but the world....my tie to the world and what it might think of me really gets in the way.....
so, as i was reflecting on this truth, he brought back a post i did a ways back.....you can read it here.....and it brings it all back into perspective.
so, as i wrestle with who i am and what my job is, this picture came across my computer. i love it. it represents who i am in god's eyes.....

i don't know about you, but since school has started, my life has spun. out. of. control. with all the paperwork that needs signing (didn't I do that at the END of the year, so that I wouldn't have this problem again?), all the checks that need to be written (I thought my TAX dollars were paying for this), all the scheduling that needs to happen with 8 individuals and 8 separate yet overlapping lives. not only that, but I am leaving to shoot an out of town wedding. not only THAT, but this is the wedding of my husband's best friend...no pressure there! not only THAT, but we will be leaving 6 kids to get to school on their own for 2 days....i know they can do it, but as a mom......and, i was so reassured by one of my teens....she said "no offense mom, but you really don't do that much"....wow.
we all have wounds...wounds that come very early in life....and we all respond in different ways to cope with those wounds...when there is abuse, especially sexual abuse, the effects are horrendous. I had years of it....and my means of coping was to make everyone happy, not stir the pot, so to speak and fade into the woodwork....my identity became what others said i was and what i could meld into to make someone like me or just not hate me~or abuse me. i didn't see this for a very long time...it had, in essence, become my addiction....to make everyone around me happy and take care of everyone.