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My keychain says each day is a gift from God. While I know that’s true, some days just don’t feel like a gift all tied up in ribbons and bows.
You know what I mean? Those hard days. The ones when we ask…
The Father gives good gifts, and every good gift is from above. So when the day doesn’t feel like a gift, we have a choice to make. What are we going to trust as truth?
You know what?
When life takes a difficult turn, lift up your head and turn to the Son.
His love will satisfy the deepest places no feelings could hope to fill.
What is the gift? Is it the day itself?
God’s unconditional love every day. It never ends. His mercies they fail not and He is faithful. Everyday. That is a gift no matter what happens in that 24 hour chunk of time.
Have you ever taken a walk on the wild side, because you know what’s wild?
God put on flesh and got His feet dirty. Then He washed other people’s feet. God did this. A gift.
He taught us how to live, how to love, how to serve. He took our sins upon Himself, died on a cross, rose on the third day after being shut up in a tomb, reconnected with the people He loved, then ascended into heaven to prepare a place for us. God is getting a place ready for us.
Now say this:
God is preparing a place for me.
And if that’s not wild enough, He is wild about us.
Maybe the question isn’t whether today is a gift, but rather, what are we doing with the gift of today?
When our today doesn’t feel like a gift, we can ask God to help us unwrap it. Inside is the purpose and plan for the day. No matter what it is, He is in it. He is in all of our days, not only the rest of our life days on earth, but the rest of our eternal days at that place He is making ready for us.
I’m a faker-baker.
I buy cake mixes in colorful packages, add oil, eggs, and poof, oven-ready batter.
Cookies? Same thing. I’m usually buying what the dough-boy is selling.
I used to feel inadequate for my lack of skills in the from-scratch department. It felt like a cheater, like that woman in the commercial dousing herself in flour, as if. Oh the guilt of depriving my family of the infamous Proverbs 31 woman. I’m sure she baked from scratch.
Truth is, I don’t love baking, I don’t even like it. Is it okay to say that out loud? Aren’t women supposed to bake scrumptious delights?
Maybe you have mad baking skills but you struggle in other areas, like parenting, gardening, balancing work and home, putting together an outfit minus the sweats…
Before we pull a muscle reaching for that bar we’ve raised too high (way too high) let’s remember, we are more than adequate in Christ. His grace is sufficient and His power is made perfect in our weakness. I’m not sure if that refers to baking or gardening, but no matter what, His grace is sufficient.
Aren’t we glad our worth isn’t measured by crafts, skills, or whether we’re first or last in the parent-pick-up line?
It’s okay if we bake cakes from colorful boxes. Do what brings joy.
Finding joy in everyday moments opens our eyes to God’s amazing gifts.
We don’t need to pretend we’re someone we are not. Let’s just be us. Let’s use the true gifts we’ve been given. A less-stressed us will bless our family and friends.
Speaking of friends, how about those friends who seem to have it all-together? We know comparison is the thief of joy, so instead of comparing ourselves to others let’s do this:
Let’s compare our old self to our new self. Let’s be thankful in how far we’ve come and how much we’ve grown. For me, it may not show in my baking skills but rather in what I’ve learned.
Baking the easy way doesn’t make me less of a woman and my family still loves what comes out of my oven.
I have gifts, you have gifts. Praise God they are not all the same. How boring would that be?
God is faithful, we’re a work-in-progress, and I’m so glad growth isn’t measured in sugar cookies.
How about you? Have you struggled with feeling less-than too?
Sister, when we start feeling those feelings rise up, let’s shut off the oven and let them fall flat.
I’m peeling off the label I plastered across on my own forehead. I’m not a faker-baker.
I’m a God’s girl who doesn’t love baking and that’s okay.
What label will you peel off today?
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.
2 Corinthians 12:9 NIV