Molli Moments

I'm having a moment!

I am typically a half full kind of girl. The complexity of any situation can be simplified by finding the good, focusing on what you do have instead of what you don’t have, look for, and stay in line with, the positive and not dwell on the negative.

Confession number 65,486,147. Over the last several weeks I’ve been a half empty kind of girl. I’ve been whining and complaining. I’ve been focusing on what is not happening or what I don’t have instead of how God is working and how He is providing. Now, don’t get me wrong, a good venting session with a good listener is good for the soul. We will eat ourselves alive if we keep it all in. Once you vent and get it out of your system, move on; don’t sit there and fester in it. It’s does absolutely no good and it only hurts you. Talking from experience here. 🙂 That’s where I was at the last few weeks. I was stuck and festering. I was ugly on the inside and it came out on the outside and with those around me. I became the person I try to avoid. Who wants to be around a Debbie Downer all the time? Not me!

I think I’m safe in saying everyone has been in a not-so-great place for too long at one point in their life. It takes a conscience effort to realize where you are at and work on walking away and towards the bright Light. So, what did it take for me to get out of my funk? I was tired of myself. I was annoying myself. If I didn’t want to be around me than I doubt anyone else would want to willingly. Enough was enough. Good grief girl, take your own advice! I have a choice to make; keep wallowing or do something about it. Suck it up, buttercup, and see what God is doing. Get out of my own head and get into God’s head (as much as my human head can do!) God is working. Sometimes we see it right away, most times it’s behind the scenes that we don’t see and if we are fortunate enough, we see the fruition of our labor come to life and glorify God. In all things, He is our Hope.

Over the years I’ve experienced all different types of Mother’s Day celebrations.”Atta Girl! You’re doing a fantastic job. We are so proud of you!” “Way to go! Now here are all your kids to mother on Mother’s Day instead of a day off!” “They are all breathing. Good job! They will love and appreciate what you are doing for them some day.” And I am sure you all have experienced several other scenarios over the years. No matter the experience, some are not going to go as expected or what you had hoped it would look like. This past Mother’s Day, I was hoping for an “Atta Girl” kind of day. It didn’t happen and I was feeling discouraged. By the end of the day, I gave myself a “Suck it up, Buttercup” knock on the head and looked at the goodness of the day. All 3 of my teenagers, individually, gave me gifts that came from their hearts. I will cherish them and eat them (my favorite candy bar) with love and know they were thinking of me. Now, the one gift that they needed to work together on, is on its way. A little delayed, but at least it’s coming! Oh, the blessing of teeangers! All at the same time!! (By the way, I’m not seeking an “Atta girl” just being real.)

My boys are 16 and 17. While I do enjoy being able to have somewhat adult conversations with them, there is still the teenage boy weirdness at their core. There are times it comes out in full force and drives me a bit crazy!! I have little sympathy for dumb, teenage boyness. Periodically, I reach out to adult men and ask for a teenage boy reality check. They chuckle knowing they themselves haven’t truly grown out of their’s. Yet, the perspective and assurance gives me hope they will grow out of, well, at least some of it! Anyway, they wanted to have some friends over for a bonfire. Teenage boys and fire. Um…….. Yeah! I laid down some ground rules down, let my boys know I was apprehensive about this but yes, you may have 6 other teenage boys over for a bonfire. So for three hours there were 8 teenage boys at our house. As I observed and listened, I began to see the positive in this gathering of teenage boy hormones! They played catch, played some basketball and sat around the campfire talking about boy stuff. And burning marshmallows up. They were not all that innocent, but they had a good time and behaved themselves as best they could! Everyone headed home at the right time and my boys were happy and content with how the evening played out. A win for all! I’ll take it!

Two situations that I was uncomfortable with and not sure there would be a positive outcome. Both times, I took time to be still and see the positive, to see how God worked, to be reminded of His always present self.

Isaiah 43:2 hit home, struck a nerve, cleared my head and moved me towards getting out of my own head and into God’s. “When you go through deep waters, I WILL BE WITH YOU. When you go through river of difficulty, YOU WILL NOT DROWN. When you walk through the fire of oppression, YOU WILL NOT BE BURNED UP; THE FLAMES WILL NOT CONSUME YOU.” (emphasis mine)

I struggle with depression (as most of us have) and have walked down a very dark road. God turned me around and pushed me towards the Light. I vowed to not go down that road again. It has been close a few times over the years. Recently, I was allowing the fear and anxiety of it happening again clog my heart and mind. The end of the verse, thankfully, snapped me out of it. The flames will not consume me. There is no promise of no flames, yet there is a promise that the flames will NOT consume me. Peace washed over me and I began my walk back closer to the Light.

I am so thankful for people who have listened, loved on me and prayed for me. God used you to help me. Thank you for your willingness to be open to His guidance to help those around you.

My cup isn’t just half full, it’s overflowing!

Thanks for sharing a moment with me. We are in this together in Him.

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