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Well I’m at it again! In this video I answer these four questions submitted by my Longing for Life gals:
1.) How has your husband found his new career after his disability. I too am disabled. I just recently realized that I never fully worked through the grief of loosing my career. (Sarah Mae here! The whole story of my husband is found in Longing for Paris)
2.) Sarah, I am feeling overwhelmed since I have two many ideas and projects that God has placed in my heart. But can’t even set time to write those ideas and begin working toward them. I feel tired, without energy, sometimes stressed, guilty, a lot of feelings and emotions. I feel so sad and exhausted. I feel I have all the resources but there is something stronger that keeps me stuck. Help?
3.) How do I get back to embracing and letting my personality shine through? I feel like I became a completely different person when I had kids. Less joy, less personality, less excitement, less alive. What changed? Is it just the nature of this life season? Is it because I’m not making time for things that fill my soul?
4.) I am wrestling with who I am. It’s hard to embrace me right now because roles are changing, God is changing me from the inside out (healing the scared, abused little girl that didn’t need anyone…just trying to be safe at all costs). My INFP personality wants to help others all the time but is it ok for a time to just help me? Struggling with the selfishness of that. Help?
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Keep on! SM
UPDATE: To see who won access to the course, scroll to the bottom!
My friend Lynn told me that she read somewhere how parents often think about and get excited and focus on their children’s firsts, but don’t about their lasts.
Yes, I see that. I’ve done that myself.
One of the big regrets I have as a mom is that I stopped nursing my sweet Caroline at seven months because I wanted to go a blogging conference and not have to pump. My poor Care fought the bottle that were trying to train her on, and it was a tough switch. But finally, the weekend of the conference arrived and she was taking a bottle.
I had an okay weekend.
And when I came home I tried to nurse her but it wasn’t happening.
I tell people now I must have in some hormonal, fog-brain state of mind because I would never make that decision in my right mind. Yes, I know Care is fine and healthy, and will have no clue about the nursing situation, but I know. And it hurts my heart and I regret it.
I regret it because I loved nursing. Nursing was always such a precious, sweet, sacred time for me. Yes, it was often inconvenient, but I sometimes think it’s supposed to be because it forces you to get quiet and alone with your child. But mostly I regret it because it was a last. For whatever reason, I never considered that it would be the last time I ever nursed a baby. So instead of quietly and gently releasing my nursing time, enjoying it fully, savoring the time and the gift, I rashly just stopped. And I’ll never have it again.
It was her last and it was my last. And it’s gone.
Now I’m not going to live in my regret because that would be a waste of my life. But I can (and have) learned from it. And I can, hopefully, encourage others with what I’ve learned.
I’ve learned to go a little slower.
I’ve learned to pay attention.
I’ve learned to take my time to think things through (“Life is not an emergency”)
I’ve learned to make choices that are good and healthy and loving for myself and my family.
I’ve learned that even though I will have regrets (because I’m human and way not perfect on this earth), I can live an unregrettable life. I can live, on the arc of my life, a life that isn’t filled with regret or people-pleasing or poor choices made out of fear or guilt.
I’ve learned how to live satisfied.
And if I can pass any of this onto others to help them to keep on, make fully-awake decisions, live a well-spent life, I’m going to.
if you struggle with making good and healthy choices, or you fear you may regret your life is something doesn’t change, I’d like to encourage you with something very special I’ve been working very hard on: Longing for Life.
It’s a course I created to inspire you to live an unregrettable life, one that on the arc of it all you chose it. You didn’t stay stuck, or let people-pleasing or fear or lies hold you back. See it matters how we live and the choices we make because God has a purpose for us on this earth, and if we are stuck in past wounds or pain or fear, we are not truly free. When you are healed and free you will bring relief to a weary world…and to your own children.
To check out the course, just go here.
I’m also giving away three courses today. To enter, just leave a comment letting me know where you most need to be encouraged when it comes to making healthy decisions for yourself and your family. Oh, and if you purchase the course and then win, I’ll refund you. I’ll announce the winners tomorrow evening. THIS CONTEST IS NOW OVER.
Here’s to living a well-spent, unregrettable life!
P.S. If you know a friend who could use this course, share it with her? Thanks!
P.P.S. The woman who wrote the article about “lasts” emailed me! Here is the article my friend Lynn was talking: When Did I Last Wash Your Hair?
The winners of the course are….
Hannah Mallery, Julie Johnson, and Melody S.! CONGRATS!!!!!
Every time I see my friend Karen, I cry. (She also makes my husband cry.)
There is something about entering into the vulnerable places of your heart with another person that just breaks and releases you. Karen is the woman I talk to when God brings issues up in my life that need to be dealt with. I sit on her couch and I talk and we pray and we ask the Lord what it is I need to know or see or deal with.
Even though I go in willing, once I’m there I think I’m fine, until it’s clear I’m not fine, and then I cry.
I cry because the Lord reveals something in me that needs healing, and it hurts to uncover wounds, but it feels so good to acknowledge them so they can be healed.
And it’s because of this healing that I keep opening myself to this process. You see, I’ve decided that I want a healthy relationship with myself.
I believe the world is desperate for healthy people — people who are willing to have the dark places turned into light.
And I will tell you all about it (and show you the cover) soon. It’s so beautiful!
But right now you need to know that I will be pulling my launch team for the book from the gals in my Sisterhood Circle group. The Sisterhood Circle is where I share all about books and projects I’m working on, or just fun things I want to tell you about (on a completely non-consistent basis). I also give my sisterhood circle gals sneak peaks, discounts, and a freebie here and there!
If you would like to be a part of the Sisterhood Circle (SURE YOU DO), head here! If you want to be considered for the launch of le new book (GIDDY), then go on and get yourself signed up for the Sisterhood Circle!
Here’s to surprises and FUN!
Love to you! Oh, and HAPPY SPRING!
Bud, Not Buddy was the first book we listened to. It captivated my kiddos (6, 7, and 9) and me and my husband. It’s about a boy in the 1930’s who goes searching for who he believes is his father after his mother leaves a flyer about a man in a band. The story is told through the eyes of Bud, a 10 year old boy who has been living in an orphanage since he was six. He eventually ends up and then escapes from a foster home and sets off on an adventure to find his father. The story is both funny and touching and the writing is superb. We exuberantly recommend this book! 5 stars!
The second one we listened to was The Watsons go to Birmingham. We got this one because we loved Bud, Not Buddy so much. This story is hilarious from the get-go, but by the end it is profound and moving and we were all in tears. Set in the 1960’s, it’s a story about a family who eventually sets off to go to Birmingham to visit grandma, and all their adventures along the way. The story is told through a 9 year old boy, Kenny. Near the end of the book a church gets bombed and Kenny in particular is trying to make sense of why someone would want to kill children because of how they look. It is sad and heart-wrenching, but has a beautifully hope-filled ending. In the epilogue the author talks about that time in history and the brave people who were part of the civil rights movement. Excellent, excellent commentary. We also highly recommend this book! But just a note, there are a few swear words in it.
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