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Posted on May 7, 2016May 28, 2016

It’s Not Over

Wow. This sermon was exactly what I needed to hear right now. John Gray may not be an Adventist, but he can preach. And he’s so darn funny (and he can sangggg)!

So many soundbites. I share this because maybe it’ll bless you too.

“God’s delay is not His displeasure — it’s His development [and discipline].”

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I've decided that this is how I'll be showing up for all work-related Zoom meetings from now on. #headtie. I've also decided to pursue balance.⁣ ⁣ There seems to be two kinds of voices on social media right now:⁣ ⁣ "We gotta keep moving. Here's a push up challenge! I'm launching an online class! Watch me do moves very few people in the general population can do as I get in my fourth workout for the day. Look at the sweat on my forehead. Look at me virtue signaling. Paul wrote the New Testament while in quarantine. Homeschool your children! Here's a helpful schedule I created."⁣ ⁣ "Stop posting your workouts! No one wants to see your push up challenge, Susan. You don't have to be productive. It's ok not to be motivated right now. Just spend time with your kids. Their world has been turned upside down. They need play - not structure and schedules. Besides there's lots of learning that can be done while baking. Let me eat cake."⁣ ⁣ Amidst these two polars, there's the middle. There's balance. ⁣ ⁣ There is no one way to be in this bizarre time in earth's history. ⁣ ⁣ You can be productive during this time, if you want to. I plan on gardening and getting some writing done and figuring out world domination. And teaching online fitness classes because movement makes ME feel better.⁣ ⁣ You can also be unproductive during this time, if you want to. I spent a lot of the time during the first few weeks at home battling a cold. My exercise was from my living room to the washroom, and if I really wanted to be adventurous, from my bedroom to the kitchen. Fitness class? LOL. And there will be bubble baths. And sleep. And TV. And many moments of staring off into space trying to ward off existential dread.⁣ ⁣ Don't feel guilty either way, as if you're doing something bad or that you *should* be something. Don't should all over yourself. Don't feel guilty about doing a fitness challenge and posting your success. Also, don't feel guilty about spending all of your time on TikTok.⁣ ⁣ It can be a mix or neither. Just don't let strangers on the internet dictate or make you feel guilty for how you choose to spend your time... or not. Everyone's trying to cope the best way they know how

Thank you Jesus for stillness. For time to myself. For a space to myself. For peace and quiet. For chirping birds and sun showers. For the ability to work from home and still be gainfully employed. For rest. For the opportunity to be creative. For the chance to sleep in. For eliminating my daily commute and returning ten hours back to my life each week.⁣ ⁣ Thank you for time. Time to finally rearrange my bedroom. Time to finally start my garden. Time to read and write. For a chance at rejuvenation and restoration. For the return of my cycles and my body to destress. For the opportunity to start my day the way I've always yearned to -- unrushed, unhassled, unharried, breakfast around my island looking out the window, prayer, pilates, yoga in the morning light among my plants. Slow. At my own pace. I'm thankful that I have plenty to do and no where to go.⁣ ⁣ Thank you for space. Thank you for adult colouring books and houseplants. Thank you for a full fridge and deep freezer. Thank you for toilet paper. Thank you for parents who do my laundry for me. For good health and loved ones who check in on me. Thank you for putting a hedge of protection around my friends and family. Your Word says that you will, "keep Him in perfect peace -- he whose mind is stayed on you because he trusts in You."⁣ ⁣ Thank you for peace that passes understanding.⁣ ⁣ Thank you for the essential workers -- the medical professionals, EMS, police, fire fighters, the people who work in grocery stores, our spiritual leaders, and all those who work to keep this world running so that we can stay home.⁣ ⁣ Thank you for not giving me a husband and children before it's time. Especially not now.⁣ ⁣ Thank you for spring! For warmer weather and new beginnings.⁣ ⁣ The Chinese say that crisis is both danger and opportunity. Help me to see the opportunity in this time. Help me attract opportunity. Help me not waste this rare gift.⁣ ⁣ "Establish the work of our hands for us. Yes. Establish the work of our hands."⁣ ⁣ I don't take any of this for granted Father. Thank you.

We'll dance through this. See you tomorrow morning sunshine. 🌞

Y'all know that I'm currently teaching two sets of online classes right? I teach my own online classes on Sundays and Wednesdays (for now), for which you have to register through me, and then there are the online #bopozumba classes that I teach with @bodypositivefitness_ on Mondays and Fridays at 7 pm. So TODAY #bopozumba with @bodypositivefitness_ is happening tonight at 7 pm! JOIN US! We had so much fun on Monday!

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