Getting Stronger

I know that a large part of this business is rejection. Paying your dues. Blah blah blah. It is so hard to be rejected. Sometimes it makes me question if this is the right path for me. But then I remember that it is not in my time, but His.

Sometimes God has bigger things in mind. Mandisa didn't win American Idol, but now she is an amazing CCM artist. Michael Jordan didn't make his high school basketball team his sophomore year. Babe Ruth struck out more times than he hit home runs. So who am I to question anything? Whatever His plans are for me, God will lead me to them. If they turn out to be what I desire, great! If not, I am sure they will be much better than I can even imagine!

 It is only human to be disappointed when you do not reach a goal, or get rejected in the process. This song by Mandisa is so fitting for me right now;

When the waves are taking you under
Hold on just a little bit longer
He knows that this is gonna make you stronger
Stronger
The pain ain’t gonna last forever
Things can only get better
Believe me this is gonna make you
Gonna make you stronger 

 

What great words of comfort and hope! I am so grateful that I have a God that will allow me to fail because it will make me stronger in the end. I can choose to give up, or try even harder. That is my choice. But He is always there with me, every step of the way. I think I am gonna keep trying, in His name.

Peace ..... and Quiet

I long for peace. I am looking outside at the new fallen snow. It is so beautiful. As long as I am inside looking out. Once I have to be out on the roads it becomes ugly. That is because driving in the snow I find no peace. I am anxious and afraid. It is difficult for me to find peace in that situation. But then I think of this verse:

I have learned to quash my anxiety by being still and letting Him drive. Yes, I still have physical control of the car, however, He calms my heart and makes the trip much more peaceful. It is in that moment that I learn what peace can be.

I need to be still and listen more often. Sometimes I get caught up doing all the praying and forgetting to listen for an answer. When I get stuck on a lyric for a song I sit there and wrack my brain, when maybe I should just shut up and sit in silence for a little while. It is He who is giving me these songs anyway, right?

And so I am back to staring out the window at the new fallen snow. And I realize how still and quiet it is out there. Even the earth listens for God to speak.