Troubles

If you could imagine (which I’m sure you can) a swirling hurricane with thoughts and bits and bobs flying everywhere, that’s what the inside of my brain might look like right now. I can’t stop thinking about certain things which I should just be over by now. All the problems. The sucky moments. The whining about how my life stinks (it doesn’t – I told you I’m unreasonable when I’m tired). And tomorrow is Monday, Monday, Monday….I don’t have anything against it’s just so…..Monday-y.

You’re stuck. Or at least you have been – everyone, let’s be honest, has at some point been so bogged down by problems and things.

My advice: hit the zoom out button. Realize that this is just a day and it will end and that this is just a year and it will end. It’s a phase, you won’t be stuck there forever. Maybe ask yourself: does it really matter? It will seem like it does. But really, there’s so much more ahead.

Console yourself by the fact that everyone has their troubles. Yeah. #ME

Then do something that makes you happy. Dance to some hot beats (dance is always the answer), if it’s knitting and listening to Frank Sinatra, that’s more granny – like but still cool too.

I’m a human talking to another human. I can’t offer you a slab of gold but God can give you a great big hug right now. Say “He works everything together for my good” (Romans 8:28).

I feel like I want to cry but I’m happy at the same time….just me? Thought so. My emotions have a mind of their own. Whether that’s to my advantage, I’m not sure.

xo.

Autumn, tea, life



NOTE: This is not a whole post devoted just to a flavour of tea. Psh, that would be ridiculous!?

Autumn has arrived knocking rather harshly at our doors, demanding to be let in. Summer has been stretched out and I’ve been soaking up every extra ray, thanking my stars that it’s nearing the end of March and I’m still wearing shorts. As I peek through the crack in the door I reluctantly I feel the warmth-less winds buffeting me all around, and try to embrace that summer has pulled the curtain, gone to sleep, and drawn to a close.

Of course, it’s a roundabout now when I dust off the candles and pull out my good tea mug, excitedly scour the supermarkets for boxes (and boxes) of tea.

What floats your boat? Coffee? Tea? If it’s the latter, then you’ll be just as excited as I was when I first discovered that Ginger Kiss was actually a flavour. And if it’s not tea, then I give you permission to roll your eyes at my sincerity and keep scrolling.

I’ll admit, if I’d tasted it with a scody piece of ginger in mind, I’m not sure it would have been love at first sight. But with that sweet little sponge biscuit on the box? It’s a ginger-based flavour with a caramel vanilla infusion and it’s a completely autumn friendly flavour. If you’re looking for a new tea, then I believe you have found it. I BELIEVE.

Happiness weighs on my mind frequently as I try to class myself as 'a happy person'. I'm getting there (I'll write about it more in the future, as right now I feel that covering the topic of happiness is a little too daunting and I perhaps don't know enough about it). I feel so much more #happy by doing what I love. Cliché? 

And don’t be weighed down by the weather. I can feel that the rain and wind will soon come, so I’m enjoying every last drop of sunshine, every last whiff of summer.

X

Mean? Just love.

I find it sad when I get a rude phone call from someone that I used to be close with, without knowing why. When I find myself in a slump and can’t figure out why. When people are mean.

Maybe you get sad too?

Let’s pray.

Dear God, I pray that you will fill me with more love, more love, more love. And grace.

Love never fails, and when life deals us bad cards we can have grace to forgive those people and give out more love. Because often the people that are mean just need love. We all do.

 

Before I get uptight about things are plan my passive-aggressive schemes, I just remember that their sins are not my problem, and WWJD? Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love.

And more love.

(By all means don’t go out and be a people pleaser, bowing before everyone even when they throw toenails in your face, I don’t mean that, stick up for yourself, but remember to love always)

And what does love look like?

Read the bible to find out. Breathe in how Jesus acts. That’s the best of the best, in my opinion.

Walk tall and proud, friend, you’re a love-er!

X

This is honestly like therapy, my feathers were a bit ruffled (I'm not actually a bird haha) tonight, but God has an amazing way of weeding out the weeds and showing me things from His perspective.

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Just Say Yes

I love mornings. I love the smell of the air, the sight of the sunrise. I love everything about it – except the getting up.

When I set my alarm clock, it always sounds nice the night before. But that moment when I jolt awake because of it, it does not always sound so nice.

I hate having to get out of bed. That’s it. Full stop. I always just want to stay there for as long as possible between my soft sheets.

Life’s like that sometimes….you just want to stay right where you are even though you know God’s called you somewhere else. It’s seems so perfect and surreal living in the space that you are; why move?

It’s called obedience. And if I may be so bold, the reward is always greater. God knows what he’s doing, and I haven’t just heard this, I’ve learnt this.

With my hot drink in my hands, watching the world wake up is always so enchanting and I savour it. I am always so grateful I got up at the unearthly time I did (7:00 – I bet some of you are rolling your eyes) to enjoy my morning without rushing around.

It’s my reward for literally forcing myself out of bed and obeying The Alarm Clock.

Here’s my advice when God calls you out of what seems the perfect place to somewhere else:

Just say yes.

It’ll be worth it, I promise.

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