What Have You Done Today To Make You Feel Proud?

This song is stuck in my head so I'm gonna roll with it and take it as my inspiration today.

What have you done today to make you feel proud?

Well actually all I've done so far today is got out of bed and got dressed. And then sat back in bed again. That is not particularly praise-worthy, in my opinion.

Yesterday was Half Marathon day, with people running all through the town and even more people lining the streets to watch. So I got up yesterday to the sound of clapping and cheering and with motivational music buzzing in the background. I got out of bed and people whooped, I showered with 'Eye of the Tiger' to encourage me, I got out of the shower and everybody cheered again. Sure did make me feel good.

Now I know they weren't really cheering me on in my daily routine, but it got me thinking... There isn't a crowd of people watching my every move, but God is. And if I could hear him better, I think he would be cheering too. Because I am his daughter, in whom he delights.

A baby's first steps are amazing, even if they fall down two seconds later. I don't think I have to do anything in order for God to love me. I know that I can't do anything to make that love increase. Or decrease. But I think that even when I take the tiniest step along the path he laid out for me, God turns round to Jesus and Holy Spirit, smiles and says,
"Look what we made."

What have you done today to make God proud?

Nothing. And you don't have to.

Inconsistency

I've been a bit inconsistent with my blog posts lately. In fact, I've been inconsistent with a lot of things lately. Although a lot of things have happened that are good, I have a tendency to focus on the negative and so it would be much easier to reel off a list of all the bad things that have happened and thus use them as an excuse for my inconsistency.

But I'm not going to do that. Today I am making a choice to look more at the good side of life. That even if some things are not going the way I would like, that's not going to drive how I feel any more. Because what you think about is a choice.

In the words of I can't remember who:

You can't stop a bird landing on your head,

but you can stop it making a nest in your hair.

I know that the negative thoughts are still going to pop into my brain. I know that will probably happen a lot at first. But I'm going to choose not to dwell on them. Because generally that doesn't help the situation, it just ends up making you feel worse. These thoughts are not going to be the boss of me any more.

I know I'm still going to be inconsistent. I know there will be days when making that choice will be harder than others. At first I may fail more than I succeed. But I'm still going to try. And I won't be doing it alone.

Because do you know who is not inconsistent?
God.
God is more consistent than people or mountains or even the entire universe. Because he was there before it and he will be there after it and in all that time he never changes. And I know that when I'm wobbling, I can always lean on him. And he will be there, my rock and my foundation, no matter what.