The Gift Revealed

The little paperweight that sits on my desk.
It’s never too late to be who you might have been.
George Elliot
          I am a little tickled today as I write this post. Giddy, perhaps. No, I haven’t been drinking.
 I had what Oprah (She did NOT say the name, did she?) calls an ah-ha moment or uh- huh, whahoo, whatever she calls it, I had it. But really, it was what I believe is a defining moment. Remember my “Redefining Me” post, and the fact that I have been struggling a bit with my own job loss and lamenting the treatment I received from my former employer? Well today it dawned on me that I have been seeing it wrong -this person (Horrible Bosses) would agree, hence why I was let go. Was I just sarcastic? Or is there a Christian term for sarcasm? I am kidding, don’t panic. I know Oswald Chambers calls sarcasm “The weapon of the weak man”. My hubby prefers to say “The devil’s pitchfork”!
Redirecting post in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
I am here to say that I realize that this difficult time, though it has presented challenges, is still a gift!
No, I have not lost my mind.
OK, maybe a little.
     I want to write her a thank you note for that formal “termination of business arrangement” letter she so thoughtfully sent me. I am grateful. You think I am kidding, right? Well, I am serious. I think it may be the best thing that has ever happened to me. It dawned on me today as I left the local Chamber of Commerce’s women’s business focus group. I stood up and I spoke truth and I hate to stand up and speak (except to tell YOU what to do of course IE. Fitness Trainer).
God has given me my voice.
My true voice.
My passion is writing.
I hid this gift.
I did not realize it was a gift.
I kept it to myself, in journals, on loose papers.
I kept words trapped, swirling, around in my head.
They have always been there,
waiting to be released.
Groomed.
Freed.
Paraded humbly AND proudly.
They are after all ideas, concepts, thoughts and visions
that long to be
joyfully expressed in many beautiful ways.
Today, I thought that the real gift was the fact of being released (nice way of saying it, huh?)
 from my job, but I recognize now it was the freedom be what He has called me to be.
More Fully.
More.
Abundantly.
It still remains to be seen.
Yet, each step of faith seems to bring me closer to something completely
familiar and new at the same time.
Crazy, huh?
Today I am grateful that God has given me a gift to be shared.
To be enjoyed, employed and used up to fulfill His good and perfect will in my life!
Forget the former things;
do not dwell on the past.
See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the desert
and streams in the wasteland.
Isaiah 43:18-19 
Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!
1 Corinthians 9:15
To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles
the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.
Colossians 1:27

“Whether or not you write well, write bravely.” Bill Stout 
“I put a piece of paper under my pillow,
and when I could not sleep I wrote in the dark.”
Henry David Thoreau

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