Saying YES

A couple of years ago, my brother Jason wrote this excellent blog post about saying YES.

He talked about flawed people with an extraordinary God, and how we read about these people’s exploits and are in awe of their experiences. So inspiring….

But I like to forget the middle part, the part between the saying YES and where we see what God had in mind manifested in front of us. The part that feels like a desert, or an ocean too deep to cross, or a spot so tight that you think you might just die.

That middle part, that’s where the rubber meets the road.

You know, we want it but we don’t want the change that is required. Because change means growth, and growth can be very uncomfortable–think about the process that the larva goes through to become a butterfly…

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We say YES to the change, but we don’t want to change…

But what if we don’t choose growth? What if we just choose to stay the same?

It’s in the stretch that the miracle happens. We become free when the YES translates into actions, no matter how painful they may be.


Sometimes, I link up with any or all of these wonderful writers: Hearts 4 Home,SDG, Hearts Reflected, WLW, EOA, Things I can’t say, Growing Home,Play Dates with God, Monday Musings, Hear it on Sunday,Inspire Me Monday, Tell me a Story, The Better Mom, a Mama’s Story, Into the Word, In and Around Mondays,OYHT, gratituesday,Titus2Tuesdays,Extraordinay,Lessons from Ivy,Denise in Bloom, Sweet Blessings, Faith Filled Friday,Finding Joy,WholeHearted Home, Mom’s the Word, Reclaiming a Redeemed Life, Still Saturday. Wildcrafting Wednesdays, WFMW, Tell His Story



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