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Life is Weird. Now What?
rebecca@rebeccafussell.com
Hello Friend,
I don’t know how to start this conversation.
Let me just get to the point.
Life is weird right now. I don’t have a clue if it will be crazy forevermore, go back to the way things used to be or —hold on to your hairbow—get
cra aazzierrrr than it is now.
Don’t know.
I wonder what you’re thinking and feeling these days. Yes, we’ve settled down some in the last few months. But do you find yourself asking, “Now
what?” Or “What next?”
I do.
I tend to be dream and goal oriented. Who doesn’t want to believe that what we’re doing matters in some way?
It doesn’t need to be world-altering. (Although, wouldn’t that be cool.) We just want it to be something . . .
Here’s my dilemma.
My goals and dreams don’t fit with this crazy new world we woke up to one day—without much warning I might add.
But even my goals have one main goal.
Above all else, when I meet my Maker face to face, I want to hear Him say, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”
I don’t want to leave anything left undone
that I’m supposed to do on this earth. But the current climate has led me to more dead ends than open doors. So I don’t know how
to do what God has given me to do . . .
Anyone else frustrated that your good plans have been hijacked?
Maybe you’re just trying to get your kids through school with a decent education, or be money smart so you don’t need to depend on family or worse, the government.
Me too.
Sometimes I get wacked out
about this, maybe even to the point of making these desires an idol of sorts. Maybe that’s the wrong term, but I live out of stress and frustration. Not out of rest and trust. So whatever you call it, that’s not right.
But if you look at that phrase, “Well done, good and faithful servant,” notice something.
Anyone, regardless of their ability or station in life can receive that commendation.
Anyone. Everyone.
The phrase actually comes from Matthew 25 where Jesus tells the parable of the talents. Three servants received various amounts of “talents”, units of monetary sums.
All of the servants had different quantities, but all had the same criteria to be praised by the master.
The goal wasn’t to accomplish this or that. It didn’t require a certain anything. Just solid, steadfast focus to whatever was before them.
The goal? Good and Faithful. It wasn’t the amount or ability or opportunity that mattered. It was what they did with what they had that the master recognized.
I could choose to be like the wicked, lazy servant. Go bury my “talent” in the dirt and when I stand before Him, come up with some blame-shifting excuse,
like, “Well, if You hadn’t allowed Covid-19, or if there wasn’t so much racial unrest then I would’ve . . .”
Or, I could do what the other two servants did. Accept the responsibility with whatever God puts in my hand,
and determine to be good and faithful.
The master didn’t say, “Well done, good and spectacular, speaker servant.” Or “Well done, good and famous, author servant.”
Nope.
Just faithful.
I don’t know about you, but that inspires me. So, my goal today is simple. Be good. Be faithful.
That I can do. So can you, my friend.
I’m rooting for you.
I’m cheering you on, day in and day out at your new routine, your new challenges to fulfill God’s plan for your life.
Whatever
God lays in your path today, be encouraged by one person’s wise words, “Don’t worry about being great. Just be solid.”
Hope & Glory to You
Rebecca
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