IBS OR BUST

My doctor says I could have IBS….really!?!   He proceeds to tell me all the things I should avoid, how I should destress: don’t watch the news, limit time with complainers, exercise, quiet reflective time, don’t eat this or that, don’t drink this or that.  UGH!!!

Again I say:  REALLY!?!

What I want to know is how can I not want to be informed in what is going on in the world?  How can I possibly be of help and service to those around me if I don’t let them vent?  I realize he is asking me to create balance hence the exercise and meditative aspect.  Now the exercise part is easy.  I realize I have fallen short on my quiet reflective time.  This use to be very structured and ritualistic.  I have somehow allowed it to be put on the back burner.

Reflective time doesn’t mean plugging into the TV or other social medias to “unplug”.  That is really not unplugging that is avoiding.  True unplugging is giving yourself the opportunity for 20-30 minutes to breath, reflect, pray, and be.  Be prayerful.  Be with God.  Be in His presence.  Be open to hearing His voice.

On the list of foods and drink that I’m suppose to avoid, I already do many of them.  Then I came to coffee and alcohol.  And once again I say: REALLY!?!

I live for my coffee!!!  I breath my coffee!!!

And what is Italian food without a glass of wine?  Isn’t it nice to wind your day down with a relaxing drink of some sort?

Here I realize that just because I “sacrifice” many other foods of desire doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be open to more sacrificing.  That the only true desire I should have is to be filled with Jesus…with God…with the Holy Spirit.

Thus, is my sacrifice truly a sacrifice or more of a celebration of life.  A celebration of what God does for me in my life.  A celebration of knowing He will take care of me.  A celebration of relinquishing control and giving fulling unto Him.

I find it interesting that this all ties in quite nicely from my previous post.  It could be easy for a person to want to throw in the towel and say I surrender or want to hide from the world.  God doesn’t put us here to just hide.  He wants us and needs us to get out in the market place to spread His word to do His work.

I see this, I know this, I just need to be reminded from time to time.  I need to breath and remember for thing there is a season.  He has truly given me a season of blossoming in the market place and I just need to take it one day at a time.  To take caution, to reflect, to remember first my vocation and my calling….but to be okay and realize that the calling aspect can and will change as He sees the need.

So if it is IBS then bring it on!  I’m up for the challenge cause I’m not the driver in this car…I’m just the tool trying so very hard to be all HE needs me to be….sharp, precise, and efficient!!!!

Books, Books, and More Books

I have a list of books I want to read RIGHT NOW that probably stacks up to about as high as I am tall.  Okay I know I’m not that tall, being only 5’1″ but still that is quite the stack of books.

I wonder sometimes why God leads us to books to read yet also gives us lots of interesting work to do for Him that keeps us from our reading list.  Of course I’m learning that He needs us to do both.  We can’t just sit back and fill our minds with all this knowledge He asks us to gather and not be willing to be out there in the ranks doing His work.

Thus the challenge of balance!

Dry Spells

Do many of you wonder why there are moments in our life that we are just going through the motions?

Not that life isn’t good or peaceful but it may just feel blah or stale?
I have been having a sort of writers block. It’s not like words and thoughts aren’t swirling in my head but when I go to write them down…well nothing! Ugh…
Yet, I wonder if the point of a blah or stale moment is to remind us sometimes we need to stay still to reassess, refocus, reexamine where God is calling us to in our life. Yes, He wants us to be doers but He also wants us to stay still long enough to hear Him and be guided by Him.
So I am here Lord waiting and listening!

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