Stretching

And in this season I am stretching you.

Does that speak to anybody the way it's speaking to me? This is where I live now in case you need to find me, at the edge of stretched for a season. My next question then becomes, Just how long is this season? 

But here's the deal; when you stop looking so intently at yourself and get your focus a little farther out, say a person in line with you at the store, then you start seeing big picture stuff.

Big picture stuff can change the world!

You start seeing things from a different perspective, and that's always good. Our own focus, our own vision, is just that, ours. You can't expect people to see you and want to be like you if all your about is yourself. When I see you and step into your focus, making you part of mine, we see things from outside our selves.

Anyway!~ I'm starting to see, to want to understand, to be in this moment God has given me. 

To be present. 

To be aware.

To focus out there on something other than myself and my situation.

To allow God to be God.

To allow myself to be stretched.  

Tiller!!

I'm so excited!!! Look what happened at our house yesterday!!! A random dude showed up on a tractor and tiled my garden. OK, not really, this is Charlie and his tractor. I covent his tractor. I can't even put into words how excited I am about this! The smell of dirt, the seeds that need to be planted, the pure enjoyment of breaking ground it just sends me into fits of hap-hap happiness!

This area of ground will end up being a place I spend quality time in. It will be a place of work and rest. A place to get frustrations out on and from. I will be on my knees, bending my back, lifting and toting and enjoying every minute of it. 

I am glad that the season is changing and we are waking up from our longer than normal winter's nap! No, I don't know where my summer clothes are but at this point I'll work in my winter stuff. 

This is also how God is working in my life. I have closed down and sealed up all of who I am. I have placed a protective barrier over the ground of my heart and have let the leaves of a past life pile up and cover what use to be there. But God is getting on his tractor and he's firing that engine up. I see him coming down the road towards my closed down, sealed up soul and I can't do anything but stand there and watch.

As he lowers that tiller down, it sits on top of my ground, and he looks over at me with a twinkle in his eye. 
You ready for this? 
Surly we can do this another way!
He gives the machine a little punch of gas, looks at the sky and says 
It's perfect weather for breaking open some ground.

It's never easy, but it's always doable. Yea, it's going to require. . . me. 
I'm excited and scared and right where God needs me to be. 
I am enough, I am enough, just as I am, I am enough!