A WEEK has hurtled past while I wasn’t looking. Well, I was looking, but not in this direction! Although frequently thoughts have come to mind which were eminently bloggable they have not, alas, been blogged.
It’s been a busy week, and overall a positive one with fair amounts of interaction. I started it in a good frame of mind after the affirming nature of last weekend. On the Sunday morning it was said: “God is pleased he made you”, and for some reason that hit me rather hard; I felt as if something fractured inside me. Got rather sniffly. I think half the time we feel that God may have been pleased with the initial “making” but we are unsure – is he still now, with all our missed opportunities, half-hearted attempts and apathy? God is pleased he made you. I heard another word behind the sentence in my head: God is still pleased he made you. I actually felt quite convicted – and during our time of confession offered up any unhealthy self-recrimination and asked forgiveness for it – and came away feeling released.
Felt a rush of courage at various points in the week, and at one point murmured a prayer of thanks for it – and at that moment glanced at my notice board where I had pinned my New Year prayer (my substitute for resolutions this year) which asked specifically for courage. I realised that despite all the inevitable hiccups of being me and being human, I have grown in confidence this year.
So – a busy week, but a positive one. Obviously peppered with pieces of exhaustion but the good has outweighed the bad.
And if you’re feeling a bit useless or disappointed with your life remember this: God is pleased he made you.