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Day 4-7:: Aftermath

Mother Nature is unmistakably gorgeous, mysterious, and powerful.  I am hoping she has a bit more calm in store for my city for the duration of the season.

In the midst of uncertainty of evacuation and blaring “urgent” news alerts, I pushed through this week.  I found a hide-away room in my parents house where I drowned out other noise to the sound of Ben Howard and Kelanie Glockler while trying to meet school work deadlines.

It was a battle to push back worry every morning and every evening.  And at moments, I felt I was defeated only to be revived by a glimmer of perspective.

So with no explanation needed…Day 4, 5, 6, and 7 meet me here.  Its a rich feeling really. Why?

Hurricane Matthew blew through the night here in Charleston.  I hunkered down in the center living room with the pup and my youngest brother; falling asleep once anticipation had worn me out.  IMG_2162.JPG

We had no visibility until the morning hours.  With the light we saw Matthew shaking the trees violently, but all the good parts of his show came in the hours of yawns and snores.

The damage reflected his temper.  And the camaraderie to clean up the mess reflected everyone’s relief.

 

Upon my return home today, I saw the reflection of my soul as if it were visibly before me.  What appeared to me in the mirror was anxiety and stress feeding negativity.

My focus was misplaced, some storm had come in my soul when I was not looking.  Why was I jumping into negativity? I was tired and there was much still left undone.

Ever feel like that?  Maybe I’m the only one, but it is a story I know well enough.  Now I pay attention when I see the reel start to play.  So I paused, rewound, and did some editing.

First stop: gratitude.  Lets just put that in bold shall we: Gratitude.

Second stop: grace giving.  I began asking for grace to be applied to the areas in my life and soul were I was seeing the cracks.  No need for me to try to shove the pieces back together in an anxious fit.

Just smother the cracks in grace.

Peaceful work, soul care, and rest followed.  Its not a formula though.  Its just what my reflection showed me in the moment and my desire to emanate something different.

Where is it that your heart or mind needs to be smothered in grace today?  May you invite Him in to do just that.

Peace.

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Sail boats existing the creek, headed back to the harbor.

 

Day 2: On Fire

 

Everything inside you knows there’s more than what you’ve heard.  So much more than empty conversations filled with empty words

– Switchfoot “On Fire”

This song is stuck there in my head and in my heart.  So I pay attention.

Picture this with me: You walk up to a long knotted wooden counter, bartender says, “Well? What will it be?”.  Your eyes scan shelf after shelf of the thousands of labels on bottles, some reading: Shoes and More, Booze and Xanex, Busy and Distracted, Netflix and ChillAnxious and OverworkedComparison and Hustle.  An ache, an angst, a nagging that  will not let you be.  What bottle will drown it out for the time being?

For mercy sake, no bar actually exists. But our aches are real.  Our attempts to fill the voids are played out.

I’m here to whisper to you, to me: There is more.

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There is One who satisfies every longing.  One who looks at the hungry and feeds them.

Even if you know the One, and you think you’ve explore all there is to explore about him.  There is more.

For those who hear the simple whispers, be encouraged in all you face.  May you turn towards the fire and enter in.

For it is in the fire that overtime all else falls away.  Gold is put in the fire, but will not be consumed.  It will be made pure.  In all its purity, we can watch it gloriously reflect the fire from which it came.

You and I too will reflect the fires from which we came.  There will be stories told because we, hungry for more, stepped into the flames.  Others may see their reflection in our stories.  Enough bravery will rise up for them to step into their fires.

And you’re on fire when He’s near you
You’re on fire when He speaks
You’re on fire, burning at these mysteries

-Switchfoot “On Fire”

May you and I lean into the fire as we look to the One who invites. Come see, there is more!

 

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