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~Decide~

~five minute friday~

Enjoy what you have rather than desiring what you don’t have…

Everything has already been decided. It was known long ago what each person would be. So there’s no use arguing with God about your destiny. Ecclesiastes 6:9a&10

I did not decide this story. Rather, it chose me. I have landed in the middle of a plot twist, written and penned with a bigger hand than mine.

In the midst of this story, there are decisions to be made. Choices to make. Hard choices.

I must decide how I am to live out these pages, These new chapters of life.

Do I fold up and give in? Slam shut the book on hope and joy?  Do I rant and rave and rail against The Author? I must be transparent here. Yes, occasionally, I am prone to. I find myself a miserable wretch when I choose this way.

I set my feet on the floor in the early morn, in those first moments of chugging gatorade and swallowing sodium tablets I decide. The story has been written. Yet, I decide the words, the way.

It is intentional. The surrendering, yielding, leaning into. The choice.

I decide I want to live this story well. Live it in a way that honors The Author.

“I believe He can do anything. I think He can physically heal me; I think He can stop a tornado and halt a flood. But I think what is most powerful is when He lets natural things happen and lets people use their free will, and at the same time fixes my heart and spirit to handle them.” Sara Frankel from Choose Joy

I decide to live within the page of this day. I decide to surrender and yield and desperately cry out that He meets me in the pain. I decide to ask not that the story be re~written, but that I live it well. I beg for courage and strength to honor Him. A drenching of grace and a humble heart. A heart that overflows with gratitude.

I decide not to clothe myself with bitterness and anger, choosing instead to be clothed with tenderhearted mercy, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. (Colossians 3:12)

It takes a supernatural strength that is not my own, to make this choice. I ask. Over. And. Over. And. Over. AGAIN. With each word He pens.

Gifts of Grace

Tammy Mashburn

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