The following was to be the launch of my newsletter. I had a very good morning and I prayed and then tried. MailChimp, you are not a friend of mine.
But nothing’s wasted, right…other than my time.
There’s a lesson here and it keeps coming back to continue and believe.
Eventually, I know I shall see. Forward not behind, I’m moving forward.
Here you go…the newsletter that wasn’t meant to be.
“Finding Your Sky” is an expression of what, for me feels like believing in possibility and considering God’s view of us and His longing for us to live not based on our “befores”.
What if we focused on next steps rather than our stumbles from before?
Take just a second and ask yourself what you believe about redemption, about second chances, about freedom from shame over past mistakes.
Ask yourself if you believe in redemption for others but struggle to accept it consistently as mercy meant for you.
When good things seem to be coming your way only to go another do you decide “that’s okay, I wasn’t worthy anyway?”
I did this today.
Working on this very thing.
Trying is succeeding, I believe, when it comes to stepping towards new things.
I thought of all the people Jesus beckoned just to try, to pick up your mat, to step into the water, to not turn away ashamed when He knows all our sins by name. What if we held out our withered hands to touch his, to grow stronger and open to all the good He has waiting to give?
Do you have a spark inside that feel likes what I like to call a “treasure” but you keep it close and hidden because “what will happen if I try to be something, someone other than what everyone has always known?”
Each month, on a Sunday, I’ll send out this newsletter. I’ll ask God what it is He has shown me that someone else might need to know. I’ll maybe add some art work or inspiration you can download. There will be scripture to say so much better what I am trying to say.
My prayer is to help you believe in the beauty of redemption, to have you look up to the broad sky and to be open to new things and to continue in them, to continue and believe.
Remember not the former things, nor consider the things of old. Behold, I am doing a new thing: now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?
This verse is marked by a sketch in the margin of my Bible.
The timing of it was beautiful, I had been talking with a therapist about my past trauma. Therapeutic insight and challenges were met by my response to her question one day,
“How will you know when it is time to stop remembering and move on from your trauma?”
Our sessions were typically visited upon by cardinals in some way and so I answered, “I’ll know when I find a redbird feather.” As crazy as that must have seemed, she accepted my remedy.
A few weeks later, I was gifted two feathers and then, in the most unexpected of places, my own backyard, I noticed one of my own.
What would prompt you to stop dwelling on your hurts and pain of before and to allow freedom to beckon you forward?
It’s safer to stay there, in the places we know, the people that we are known to be.
It’s gradual, this new way for me, this believing and being exhilaratingly hopeful of what might be.
Here’s the angel girl from my Bible, the one dressed in blue who is ready to believe. Maybe by March, mailing lists and newsletters, etc. will come together! My plan is to include a downloadable image, a pdf of a painting. I’ll keep trying.
I’ll continue and believe.