Tis the Season to be Challenged

Christmas time seems to challenge me. This year has been no exception.

This year I have stepped out and done some new things. I’ve made quite a few new friends. My borders are being expanded. Many years ago like around the year 2000, the Jabez prayer became popular. Hidden in 1 Chronicles among a genealogical list of who’s who lies Jabez’s prayer. It goes something like this: Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain.

I prayed this prayer along side many other believers. I bought Bruce Wilkenson’s book and waited for my results. Eventually I forgot about it as things stayed the same.

The idea of the prayer was to attempt something so big that failure would be guaranteed unless God stepped in.

I had goals and dreams that I gave up on because they were too hard to accomplish. I guess it wasn’t the time or season to begin.

This year some of those dreams and goals started to develop. At times the challenge of learning and stretching myself overwhelmed me. Occasionally I wanted to quit. I pressed on because it was my heart’s desire.

In addition to dreams and goals, life’s events with new people and their situations have impacted me. Some people have been put in my path that I wouldn’t have necessarily sought out. In fact, I would have desired to avoid them. For a short time I ministered at an assisted living facility. I loved the people but found the work to be challenging. The opportunity came to get out of that position and I went for it.

I joined a new women’s group this year and guess where they thought I would be a good volunteer. The same assisted living place in addition to other facilities in the area.

If that’s not enough, someone I know who needs some assistance moved next door to me. It wasn’t planned on their part. I don’t have to go out of my way to help because we travel alot in the same circles. It’s just that I love my alone times and that time is shrinking as my life evolves.

Caregiving is not one of my gifts or natural inclination. It makes me feel tied down and I love my freedom.

Some things I have chosen and others feel like they have chosen me. It is about becoming who I am meant to be. Becoming is an interesting journey. While I push towards my goals and dreams, I try to pull away from certain situations. Yet, I sense there is a message for me in these events that require me to surrender and release some of my freedom to a greater good.

The challenge is to figure out what is in the plan that God has designed for me. What to say “yes” to and what to say “no” to. There may be things I don’t enjoy but that doesn’t mean I have the right to avoid them. And just because I enjoy something doesn’t mean that it will be good for me. It’s about being responsible.

Because of my increase, I have many events and parties to attend. There are benefits to being challenged. Have a wonderful Christmas. Be blessed. 💜🕊