Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

My life does not follow your rules. Just as your life does not follow my rules. So much money is made off of creating programs that one follows step by step to the letter to achieve a one desired outcome.

If I follow your program for happiness, for health, for healing and it Just doesn’t work for me, that means that there is something wrong with me right? This program has helped all of these people so there must be Some stock in it right? Obviously, it works right? well, it didn’t work for me, SO I must be broken right? Or is the program broken? It can’t be me.

Why does it have to be broken? Why do we have to be broken? Why does your life have to follow my rules? It doesn’t. In fact, it can’t.

The idea that my life has to fit in your box or that your life has to fit in my box is unrealistic insanity. That’s why there are so many programs out there and why most of them are SO different.

This isn’t a bad thing though! They all carry some credibility or they wouldn’t have made it as far as they have.

The problem is, you are not a type, You do not fit into someone else’s box.

In Jeremiah I:5, The Lord Says to Jeremiah, “Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you, Before you were born, I set you apart…” Not one of us is the same, we are set apart by God and cheated as individuals. Individuals who have their own lives, their own experiences, their own minds which were “ … fearfully and wonderfully made…” (Psalm 139: 14 NIV).

All of these different mollies and formulas for a healthy and happy life are proof of that fact. These differences are not a curse, but a blessing to use to find what works for you as an individual find what fits in your life and what doesn’t.

Life is not one Size fits all. One of the benefits of marrying someone who is your polar opposite has taught me that beyond a shadow of a doubt. He hits burnout when he has too much to do, I hit burnout when I don’t have enough to do. What works for me, what helps me is not going to work for him and vice versa. The more you research and toy, the more you find what works and what doesn’t and the closer you are to living life as God intended.

Let go of what you think you know and allow God to show you what he intended for you.

Good Luck, God Bless

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Authentic

So yesterday I went out and got my hair done for the first time in over five years. I found a look that I liked and that would go well with the type of hair I have and went with It. Face framing, layers, the whole 9 yards.

The stylist couldn’t stop talking about how beautiful and strong and healthy my hair was!

Now I, like most women, have a love, hate relationship with my hair. Sometimes it wants to be straight sometimes it wants to be wavy, sometimes it’s curly and It’s ALWAYS frizzy.

When my hair cooperates, I adore it but most of the time. I want to rip it out at the roots. Hearing a professional gush over my hair like this left me beaming and for the most part, I felt like She was being honest because she didn’t try to sell me six million products.

What she did do was ask me what I did to make my hair so healthy. She asked me what products I used because her hair was a lot like mine and she wanted to grow it out and be as healthy as possible.

You should  have Seen her face when I told her I really don’t use anything. I have a frizz oil and leave in conditioner and that’s it. What I don’t do is blow dry, I barely use heat of any kind, and I find shampoo that’s as chemical free as possible.

Later in that night, my husband and I went out with a few friends to play pool at the local bar. We played people we have never met and made some new friends.

A few of the girls told me how pretty I looked (probably the new hair cut) and asked how I got my makeup to look so natural. I don’t wear makeup.

Things like this don’t happen to me very often so when they do, I ponder them very deeply in the shower.

I didn’t do anything different with my physical appearance (other than a haircut) so why where people complimenting me like this? That is definitely not a normal occurrence for me.

The only answer that I can come up with is that I focus more on the health of my body over the physical appearance of it and tonight I owned it. I was confident In myself and who I want to be so I didn’t pay attention to what I thought people might be thinking.

I smiled and laughed and allowed myself to be carried away by the mood of the moment instead of wondering whether or not I looked like a fool. I didn’t care if I looked like a fool as long as I was having fun, which I did- I had a blast.

We stayed out until 3:30AM (my normal bed time, even on weekends is around 9).

It was one of the funnest nights I can remember and hopefully there will be many More like this.

My introverted ass can still have fun meeting new people.

Whatever your bliss, follow it. People are attracted to confidence over appearance. Own who you are and own what you love because if you don’t, no one will. The people around you are far to wrapped up in their own insecurities to be nit picking you the way you nit pick yourself so fake it till you make it darling.

Good luck and God Bless