Junk in the trunk

I do have to say that this Lent season has been a real eye opener...and it's not even over yet! Giving up Facebook has given me some much needed time for reflection on so many things. I feel like I can see so much clearer, I've cleaned out  some junk in my life (literally and figuratively), and most importantly I've grown closer to God. 

When Pastor Steve put the challenge out to give something up for Lent that was taking up more time in our lives than God, Facebook was an easy answer for me. What I wasn't expecting was the work that God was going to do in my life during this time. What a fool I am! Wasn't that the point?! I've taken a lot of time to focus on relationships in my life. While I don't understand why things happen, I do understand that it's not necessarily my job to understand but to obey. 1 John 4:19 says "we love because he first loved us". I will live that out every single day. However, I have come to the realization that sometimes you just have to let relationships go and love from afar. Maybe just through prayer. I'm ok with that. 

 

Thank you, Lord, for helping me get the junk outta my trunk. 

Reality Smack

Sometimes life doesn't give you just a reality check. It's more like a reality smack right in the face. Whoever invented the "tween" years can have them back. This momma isn't a fan. Even though we are almost out of them and the thought of having a teenager is enough to make me want to crawl into a hole and not come out until he's twenty. When your kids are little, they are so dependent on you and you find yourself wishing them older. Then time starts going faster and faster and it feels like I've barely blinked my eyes and the entire elementary years are all but gone. Suddenly I'm not cool anymore and I've been banned from being on school grounds or anywhere within a noticeable distance of my twelve year old. We can hardly hold a conversation anymore because he's too busy Snapchatting with his friends. And worst of all, I'm not even worthy of his respect. How did this happen? This certainly isn't the boy I raised. My boy loved me to the moon and back, and told me I'm his best friend, and no one could boss him because "his mommy was the boss of him". It doesn't matter if he was two when he said these things. They are forever in my heart. I can only hope this is just a passing phase and my sweet boy will someday like me again.

Ah, reality. You suck.