Sunshine in my tea mug and hope in my heart. I'm reading Kelly Minter's All Things New bible study (on 2 Corinthians) right now, and this weeks' words really ministered to my soul!
I'm not about to get preachy on you today! (Or am I? Wink.) But I felt this deep, guttural need to speak life into your life through this post. So here we go...
(psst - you can also grab the audio instead, with some commentary)
You are more than your "earthly tent."
You are! You are a precious, beautiful, and gifted soul who was put here - on earth - with a mission, a calling, and a greater purpose. Sometimes, when we focus too much on the tent, the body we've been gifted, we miss out on the ministry we could partake in.
How many times have you said I can't (out loud or in your head) over the last few days? I can't spend ten more minutes reading to my child; I'm exhausted! I can't answer that email right now; I need to clean the house. I can't meet this goal; I just don't have the means. We live in a culture obsessed with the physical. But we can be set apart from it (I promise).
There is a huge and significant difference between self care, or self nurture, and self preservation. I've spoken about it a bit in my live chats (please forgive my appearance in many of them - just another mother doing her best; and I am so okay with that!). Self care isn't obsession. It's life-giving. Self preservation comes from a poverty mindset. There isn't enough... time, money, resources, energy, etc. etc.
I'm sharing this Turmeric Latte recipe with you today, because you are so dang worthy of self care. We cannot serve from empty wells. Any of us. Not just the disease-crushers and special needs parents.
I was about to write that I'm obsessed with this drink, but that would negate the message I attempted to share above... So. I just really, really, really like this one. It's delicious, ketogenic (fat-fueling), and totally worth the five to ten minutes of prep.
Once you have your tea prepared (steeped in hot water for specified time and bad removed), you can add the ingredients as listed and whisk. It's an incredibly easy recipe to make, and a nutritionally jam-packed one that is safe for the entire family! Our Wild loves her "golden milk" just as much as her mama does.
I hope you enjoy this as much as we do!
I love sharing helpful resources! I may also make a small cut that keeps me fully caffeinated and my brain research-packed (because we can't serve from an empty well, and I really love collecting all the knowledge, understanding, and wisdom I can for both of us.) Always, I'll do my best to keep you on the right path, but I'm no doctor even though I play one at home - often - and mostly for myself. Life with CFS sure keeps things interesting! Life with you + CFS keeps things full of JOY, too.
1 Peter 5:2 makes me melt 😭
Each week, I'm picking one of the many posts shared on social media - to dig a little deeper. Sometimes I can convey everything I want to in a caption, but more often than not there is a bigger, grander story behind it all.
Such is the case this week.
About seven years ago, before my back injury, I was a short distance runner. I wasn't a good runner. I wasn't a runner who liked running. In fact, running was actually destroying my precious, hyper-mobile joints. But I needed the rush. Endorphins have long-regulated what I've now recognized as a lifelong internal battle with depression.
About depression for a moment. As a Christian, I believe many of us have a relationship with the darkness. For some of us it's absolutely physiological. For others, it's spiritual. For me, it's both. I've lived my entire life with disease. I also know I'm not home yet, and for as long as I'm alive "there will be troubles" to quote my Jesus. So, in a time and place seven years ago when I wanted the troubles to end, running was as essential to life as air.
It was on one of these runs that I heard - loud and clear - my call. Screaming through my earbuds was "Rocky Ground" by Bruce, one of my most favorite artists of all time (I love the way he tells a story). And the lyrics literally stopped me in my tracks. Specifically, it was one line:
Find your flock, get them to higher ground.
You were chosen for an assignment. Did you know that? You were made with intent! And so was I.
Even though it wasn't until some time later that I realized 1 Peter 5:2 had the same message, I knew this one line was my assignment. I was made to be with my flock, and lead them to higher ground.
Interestingly, until I had my Wild child - I thought that my flock was just other mom's with postpartum struggles. I had no idea my flock would be every single person on my path - my family, friends, friends' kids, acquaintances, colleagues. I would minister to them all. And reflecting on that now is both so dang exciting to me, and absolutely terrifying at the same time.
Let me pause for a moment here. Who is your flock? Who are you being called to lead to higher ground? As I've been digging into what it means to have a larger-than-life calling, I've realized we all have larger-than-our-life callings. But the callings are so big only because we aren't meant to do them alone.
What does that mean to you?
Are you caring for your flock(s) well?
If not, who can encourage you? How can I encourage you today?
I can't wait to hear your responses. Be blessed, my beautiful beautiful friends!
My name is Jennifer though you might know me as The Barefoot Preacher on social media. I'm a sharer of inexhaustible joy fueled by Jesus and coffee. I love reality and books. And I'm a CFS thriver and special needs mama bear. Speaking life into really real life is kind of my favorite. (Okay, it's seriously my favorite!) I'm so honored to be on this path with you!