Over and over again, God has tugged on my heart to write, write, write. When I get a fresh reminder, I usually spend 2 or 3 days trying to put a little energy toward it. Then I fizzle out.
For more years than I care to recount, this has been my pattern.
Now, I find myself telling God, “Well, if you want me to write, give me the time to be able to do it.”
But my husband. But my kids. But my farm. But activities. But baths. Dinners. Hair brushing. Story time. Date night. But, but, but.
So then I thought I would ask God what I should write about. “I’ve run out of things to say.” Ha!
Talk about asking to be woken up in the middle of the night, interrupted while milking, unable to continue a conversation without taking notes. Asking God what to write about just turned on the wheel of thoughts and they don’t slow down.
So now, I find myself asking God to help me retain ideas, to help me remember to keep a notebook close, to help me discern what is from Him, and what is me getting ahead of myself.
As I was milking tonight, into a small bucket to give to the dogs, because my fridge is so full of milk, I have a gallon of yogurt making, and I need to practice more cheese making, I had to laugh at myself. Excuses have gotten the best of me in many areas of my life, not just my writing.
But putting excuses aside and putting the work in always comes with breakthrough, growth, and renewed energy. So why is it so easy to make excuses? To put things off? To let another day go by without taking care of something important?
Sometimes I think it’s fear, sometimes laziness, sometimes we forget that success isn’t an overnight thing we achieve but rather a lifetime of small, consistent decisions. Habits we create that are strong and powerful and propel us toward success.
I’m a work in progress, but I am working on putting my excuses aside and prioritizing – say no to a few good things so I can say yes to the absolute best that God has for me and my family.